We are all pirates at heart. There is not one of us who hasn't had a little larceny in his soul. And which one of us wouldn't soar if God had thought there was merit in the idea? So, when we see one of those great widespread pirates soaring across the grain of sea winds we thrill, and we long, and, if we are honest, we curse that we must be men every day. Why not one day a bird! There's an idea, now, one day out of seven a pirate in the sky. What puny power a man can attain by comparison. Compare a 747 with a bird and blush!

We are the ones who have high blood pressure, ulcers, and heart attacks, not cats.

It's our mortality that terrifies us, because what we're really seeking is immortality - that is, after all, a fool's errand.

A cat knows how to be comfortable, how to get the people around it to serve it. In a tranquil domestic situation, the cat is a veritable manipulative genius. It seeks the soft, it seeks the warm, it prefers the quiet and it loves to be full. It displays, when it gets its own way in these matters, a degree of contentment we would all like to emulate.

Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole.

It looks like a miniature hippopotamus with badly-fitting panty hose all over.

Cats virtually always underestimate human intelligence just as we, perhaps, underestimate theirs.