No animal is a better judge of comfort than a cat.

I seem to have spent a good part of my life - probably too much – in just standing and staring.

And the peace which I always found in the silence and emptiness of the moors filled me utterly

There was no last animal I treated. When young farm lads started to help me over the gate into a field or a pigpen, to make sure the old fellow wouldn't fall, I started to consider retiring.

If having a soul means being able to feel love and loyalty and gratitude, then animals are better off than a lot of humans.

No animal is a better judge of comfort than a cat.

I have felt cats rubbing their faces against mine and touching my cheek with claws carefully sheathed. These things, to me, are expressions of love.