In the taverns all was amiable and easy, but the coffeehouses were cauldrons of edgy malcontents.

Smiting enemies has always been so admired that, unlike medicine or archaeology, it entitled its successful practitioners to become kings, emperors, and presidents.

There is no 'cat language.' Painful as it is for us to admit, they don't need one!

War was ... the chief or maybe the only source of patriotism, and many a politician, from prehistory up to this morning, unified a discontented citizenry by pointing out a national danger and declaring war on it.

In the taverns all was amiable and easy, but the coffeehouses were cauldrons of edgy malcontents.

Very few people have no opinions about cats.

A catless writer is almost inconceivable. It's a perverse taste, really, since it would be easier to write with a herd of buffalo in the room than even one cat; they make nests in the notes and bite the end of the pen and walk on the typewriter keys.