A cat is never vulgar.

Catnip is vodka and whisky to most cats.

There are ... two kinds of people in this world, those who long to be understood and those who long to be misunderstood. It is the irony of life that neither is gratified.

The cat is the only animal without visible means of support who still manages to find a living in the city.

As an inspiration to the author, I do not think the cat can be over-estimated. He suggests so much grace, power, beauty, motion, mysticism. I do not wonder that many writers love cats; I am only surprised that all do not.

Cats seldom make mistakes, and they never make the same mistake twice.

One meets the cat in nearly all forms of art...curiously enough she is not a conspicuous figure in Roman or Greek art.