I never wanted to be a statistic. I never wanted to be that cat who tried and never made it.

The world of a cat is unlike any other. What is seen through their eyes cannot be understood by anyone besides another cat. Their world is filled with secrets and adventures that are always present...

The cat that laughs is crazy. Man who does not laugh is below… (Le chat qui rit est un fou. – Homme qui ne rit est dessous…)

For all the accomplishments of molecular biology, we still can’t tell a live cat from a dead cat.

The cat is beauty and the beast, a baffling blend, a wicked feast.For all who dream of varied light, the cat holds both the dark and bright.

A philosopher is a blind man in a dark room looking for a black cat that isn’t there. A theologian is the man who finds it.

Debbie alikuwa akimwangalia Murphy kama paka anavyoangalia maziwa.

Cap’n is the cuddliest cat this side of the rabbit hole. He’s like a furry lump of clay, because no matter what position you put him in, he’ll stay there and purr and then fall...

When you take advice from a cat, there are always consequences.

A being of light for a pet wouldn’t be furry, but it would keep you warm—and awake at night.

Bones just stared. “You’re not a woman,” he said finally. “You’re the Grim Reaper with red hair!

Of course, I’m Vlad Tepesh, what did you expect?

I’d seriously contemplated a real collar – a sparkly green one – if only because I was sure it would offend his dignity.

The unity in every second of all time and all wandering mankind, all wandering womankind, all wandering children.

A meow massages the heart.

The first morning Simon had been at Amatis’s house, a grinning lycanthrope had showed up on the doorstep with a live cat for him. “Blood,” he’d said, in a heavily accented voice. “For you. Fresh!”Simon...

I thought of Bobby, of the last look he had given me, and at that moment I understood one of the differences between man and cat: man knows he’s going to die, so he can...

Love, you just know it when you feel it. I feel it now, and it’s furry and purring.

My dreams are shaped like a cat, only furrier. And my love resembles a dolphin, only fishier.

There was once a tiger-striped cat. This cat died a million deaths, and lived a million lives, and in those lives, various people owned him. None of those people he cared for. This cat was...

I missed you every minute this week and I don’t want to spend another day without you. If my mom disowns me for being with a vampire, then that’s her decision, but I’ve made mine,...

You didn’t get to bring a date because the type of girl you’d pick would want to liven things up with a group orgy before cutting the cake,” I pointed out.His smile was shameless. ‘Exactly.

A black cat crossed my path, and I stopped to dance around it widdershins and to sing the rhyme,Ou va-ti mistigri?Passe sans faire de mai ici.

He’s our rodent control officer. He doesn’t catch mice, he just terrifies them.

…besides, i’m a cat. i respect the sanctity of sleep.

A cat is never vulgar.

There should always be one more cat than person, so everyone has one to pet, and I have two to myself.

I’ll stand by you. And by stand I mean cower in your shadow. It’s probably cold there, so I’m going to knit myself a warm cat sweater to wear.

Love is a feel-good feeling, like feeling a cat’s fur while my hair is on fire and my grandpa is reciting the pledge of allegiance while staring at my star-spangle-bannered boxers.

No one believes you’re serious until bodies start to fall. -Vlad

You chose to come to Paris, of all places,” Mencheres replied.So what? Got something against the French?

‎”What the hell was THAT?” I gasped.”Premature inflamulation,” he replied. “Happens sometimes. Very embarrassing, I don’t like to talk about it.”A snort of amusement came from my right. I swung in that direction to see...

Calico KittyMy calico kittywas painted and primedshe could prowlthe night away ~without spending a dime…

Dr. Beall gave him the first shot, followed closely by the second.He said, “I’ll check for a heartbeat.”I said, “You don’t need to. I can see it in his eyes.”Dewey was gone.

In the deep night of metaphysics, all cats look black.

I have lived with several Zen masters — all of them cats.

My workout partner is a cat. We nap together. He spots me a place, and keeps it warm, and then as soon as I spot him I go to him and cuddle.

Yet he could not enjoy the walk. In the morning especially a bougainvillaea looks handmade, lawns are always lawns, and it is true indeed that dogs smell fear. Cats don’t say.

Maybe it’s been like that for you till now. But you’re not a kid anymore. You have the right to choose your own life. You can start again. If you want a cat, all you...

Let her? Mate, if you think you can control a woman, you must be single—-and a thousand pounds says she beats your arse.

I threw my hands up. Men. They were impossible to reason with.

I even pulled out the can of cat treats. Yes, I’d bought him treats. Give it another month and I’d be collecting his shed whiskers and claws like a proud momma preserving her baby’s first...

She who saves a single soul, saves the universe.

You look like something the cat coughed up, dragged through dirt, ate, and coughed up again.

My fur coat doesn’t need to be dry cleaned, because it’s self-cleaning. It’s constantly licking its fur to keep itself clean. Beats walking through a car wash, like I used to do when I worked...

My love sits on the stove like a cat with an oven mitt for an ass.

When someone tells me they don’t read, I like to walk up to them and stroke their hair, pet it really, because you know who also doesn’t read? My cat. In essence, these people are...

Purr more, hiss less

It’s not like he’s going anywhere, so yeah. Now.

Oh, well, isn’t that nice. You are a nice young girl. Be a good friend to her and set her straight. She has love bruises on her neck and didn’t come home until this afternoon.”...