What puzzles most of us are the things which have been left in the movies rather than the things which have been taken out.

It is impossible for a lover of cats to banish these alert, gentle, and discriminating friends, who give us just enough of their regard and complaisance to make us hunger for more.

We are tethered to our kind, and may as well join hands in the struggle.

People with theories of life are, perhaps, the most relentless of their kind, for no time or place is sacred from their devastating elucidations.

A kitten is chiefly remarkable for rushing about like mad at nothing whatever and generally stopping before it gets there.

There is an optimism which nobly anticipates the eventual triumph of great moral laws, and there is an optimism which cheerfully tolerates unworthiness.

Love is a malady, the common symptoms of which are the same in all patients.