The cat is a dilettante in fur.

Art is beauty, the perpetual invention of detail, the choice of words, the exquisite care of execution.

It is difficult to obtain the friendship of a cat. It is a philosophical animal... one that does not place its affections thoughtlessly.

Yes I have loved, as no one on earth ever loved, with an insensate and furious love, so violent that I wonder it did not break my heart

I am one of those for whom superfluity is a necessity.

Those horses must have been Spanish jennets, born of mares mated with a zephyr; for they went as swiftly as the wind, and the moon, which had risen at our departure to give us light, rolled through the sky like a wheel detached from its carriage.

[A cat] will make itself the companion of your hours of work, of loneliness, or of sadness.