I am a man for whom the outside world exists.
No one is truly dead until they are no longer loved.
It is difficult to obtain the friendship of a cat. It is a philosophical animal... one that does not place its affections thoughtlessly.
Only that which serves no end is beautiful; everything useful is ugly.
[A cat] will lie the whole evening on your knee, purring and happy in your society.
Any man who does not have his inner world to translate is not an artist.