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“To err is human, to purr is feline.”
― Robert Byrne, The 2,548 Best Things Anybody Ever Said

“Now I have a cat. Well, that's not quite accurate. A cat and I have each other.”
― Kinky Friedman

“After scolding one's cat one looks into its face and is seized by the ugly suspicion that it understood every word. And has filed it for reference.”
― Charlotte Gray

“My cat brought me a toy. I thanked her and threw it. She sat there gave me a look that made me realize people and dogs are the crazy ones.”
― Dan Harmon

“And the Lady's mate. Despite having only two legs and small fangs, there was much that was feline in that one, and he approved.”
― Anne Bishop, Queen of the Darkness

“I stare past her at the inspirational kitten posters. There's one of a soaking-wet kitten climbing out of a toilet with the caption "it could be worse!"

"Just tell me whatever it is you're thinking," Mrs. Paulsen says. "Whatever is going through your mind right now."

"I hope they didn't actually drop a cat in the toilet to get that picture," I choke out.

"...Pardon?"

"Nothing. Sorry.”
― Robin Stevenson, The World Without Us

“A female feline named Katta
Is getting fatta and fatta
But she's pretty and purry
And funny and furry
So what does an ounce or two matta?”
― Lilian Jackson Braun, The Cat Who Went Up the Creek

“One cat just leads to another”
― Ernest Hemingway

“When he heard people with no knowledge of a cat's character saying that cats were not as loving as dogs, that they were cold and selfish, he always thought to himself how impossible it was to understand the charm and lovableness of a cat if one had not, like him, spent many years living alone with one. The reason was that all cats are to some extent shy creatures: they won't show affection or seek it from their owners in front of a third person but tend rather to be oddly standoffish. Lily too would ignore Shozo or run off when he called her, if his mother were present. But when the two of them were alone, she would climb up on his lap without being called and devote the most flattering attention to him.”
― Jun'ichir艒 Tanizaki, A Cat, a Man, and Two Women: Stories

“Thousands of years ago, when kitties first domesticated humans, we did it so that someone would scratch our butts.”
― Didjeradoo via Jeremy Greenberg

“I've got a Siamese cat. It has 2 heads and 18 lives.”
― M.J. McGuire

“Calico Kitty

My calico kitty
was painted and primed
she could prowl
the night away ~
without spending a dime...”
― muse, Enigmatic Evolution

“Ever since she was a young girl, [Patricia Highsmith] had felt an extraordinary empathy for animals, particularly cats. The creatures, she said, 'provide something for writers that humans cannot: companionship that makes no demands or intrusions, that is as restful and ever-changing as a tranquil sea that barely moves'. Her affection for cats was 'a constant as was feline companionship wherever her domestic situation permitted,' says Kingsley. 'As for animals in general, she saw them as individual personalities often better behaved, and endowed with more dignity and honesty than humans. Cruelty to or neglect of any helpless living creature could turn her incandescent with rage.' Janice Robertson remembers how [...] Highsmith was walking through the streets of Soho when she saw a wounded pigeon lying in the gutter. 'Pat decided there and then that this pigeon should be rescued,' says Janice. 'Although I think Roland persuaded her that it was past saving, she really was distraught. She couldn't bear to see animals hurt.' Bruno Sager, Highsmith's carer at the end of her life, recalls the delicacy with which the writer would take hold of a spider which had crawled into the house, making sure to deposit it safely in her garden. 'For her human beings were strange - she thought she would never understand them - and perhaps that is why she liked cats and snails so much,' he says.”
― Andrew Wilson, Patricia Highsmith, 味蠅萎 蟽蟿慰 蟽魏慰蟿维未喂

“Zen: The art of living contentedly in the present, this is the natural state of consciousness for cats and can be learned by contemplating your kitty.”
― Globe Digests, Cat Talk A Lighthearted Look at Living with Cats

“He found himself staring into a pair of amber eyes that tilted at the outer corners in a catlike slant. For a moment he couldn't breathe, couldn't think, while all his senses struggled to take her in.
He had never seen anything like her.
She was younger than he had expected, with a fair complexion and auburn hair that looked too heavy for its pins. A set of wide, pronounced cheekbones and a narrow jaw imparted an exquisite feline triangularity to her features. The curves of her lips were so full that even when she pressed them together tightly, as she was doing now, they still looked soft. Although she was not conventionally beautiful, she was so original that it rendered the question of beauty inconsequential.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Cold-Hearted Rake

“The caracal's ears are so big they're like bird's wings. When a whisper takes flight like a butterfly, that feline is listening.”
― Jarod Kintz, Me and memes and memories

“I have a Siamese twin cat. It's got 2 heads and 18 lives.”
― M.J. McGuire

“Finn let out a low whistle. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e mated to one of the kitty cats? I would鈥檝e sworn you鈥檇 find some submissive little thing or a mean motherfucker of a wolf. Never in a million years could I see you with a slick-talking feline like him.”
― Katherine McIntyre, Forged Alliances

“In Bastet's Thrall by Stewart Stafford

A sight unseen,
Eyes of feline green,
Make me do their bidding.

That whiskered mask,
In adulation basks,
Affection makes a killing.

Great but small,
In Bastet's thrall,
It dares me with a licking.

In regal fur,
A seductive purr,
And tail brazenly quitting.

漏 Stewart Stafford, 2021. All rights reserved.”
― Stewart Stafford

“The Feline Chill by Stewart Stafford

The feline parries morning's biting kiss
That turbulently gooses the hedgerows
The cat barometer turns back inside
To relax and preen by the hearth.

Gusts howl at the blas茅 abandonment
Our whiskered friend deaf to protests
Domestic tiger curled in busy routine
Single-minded creature of no reflection.

The storm's symphony rises and fades
To twitching limbs of galloping kitty dreams
Elements vanquished in slumbering tricks
Puss goes and stands by the door once more.

漏 Stewart Stafford, 2023. All rights reserved.”
― Stewart Stafford