Quotes About Cats

It's a commonly known fact that while cats can't stand ghosts, spiders love them.

In January 2006, Phantom of The Opera broke the record for the longest-running show in Broadway history, overtaking Cats and reminding us what real entertainment is about: candles, dry ice, big hair, and the sort of synthesized chord progressions only achieved by a collapse at the keyboard.

The stones themselves are thick with history, and those cats that dash through the alleyways must surely be the ghosts of the famous dead in feline disguise.

I am Midnight (cats stare dumbfounded)

Great, lets round up all the useless cats and hope a tree falls on them - Jayfeather

Tribe cats are named after the first thing their mother sees, but I thing this would lead to a lot of kits being named 'wall of cave', 'side of cave' and 'floor of cave

All cats old enough to catch thier own prey,gather here under the High Rock for a clan meeting!

Oh yes. Blood is everything. But the only blood I'm interested in flows from my enemies. Look around you! These cats are bathed in blood. It soaks their fur and laps at their paws. This is the way we survive! We are BloodClan!

If Gray Wing thinks he's going to take us by surprise, then he can think again! We'll be ready. He halted and stared between the trees. Beyond, the moor rose like a spine arching against the setting sun. You want battle? He pictured Gray Wing training his cats to fight. I'll give you war.

There will be three cats, kin of your kin, with the power of the stars in their paws. They will find a fourth, and the battle between light and dark will be won. A new leader will rise from the shadows of his death, and the Clans will survive beyond the memories of his memories. This is how it has always been, and how it will always be.

And Jaypaw-well, Jaypaw can heal cats." "Thanks a bunch." muttered Jaypaw.

The cats at the edge of the clearing were staring up at the sky, their eyes huge with fear. As he looked upward, Fireheart heard the beating of wings and saw a hawk circling above the trees, its harsh cry drifting on the air. At the same time he realized that one cat had not taken shelter; Snowkit was tumbling and playing in the middle of the open space. "Snowkit!" Speckletail yowled desperately.

The water is calm, but the currents pull beneath the surface. Though they can't be seen, they have the power to drag cats to their deaths.

And ShadowClan holds power over there, in the darkest part of the forest. The elders say that the cold winds from the north blow over the ShadowClan cats and chill their hearts.

We guard the edge of the world," Dawnstripe told him. "The other Clans sit cozy in their marshes and woods, fed by the river and sheltered by our moor. They never know the true taste of the wind or the scent of first snow. There's no Clan cat faster or more nimble than a WindClan cat.

Don't you know medicine cats don't have kits?" hissed Yellowfang furiously. "But I heard you were a warrior before that," Firepaw ventured. "I have no kits!" Yellowfang spat. She snatched her tail away from him and sat up. "Anyway"—her voice suddenly lowered, and she sounded almost wistful—"accidents seem to happen to kits when I'm around them.

But why tell me?" Fireheart repeated. "Perhaps after so long I want a cat to know the truth," meowed Bluestar with a slight frown. "I think you of all cats might understand, Fireheart. Sometimes there are no right choices.

If no cat has more to say, we should end this Gathering," Firestar meowed. "Fine by me," Blackstar replied. Onestar and Leopardstar nodded.

Foxleap, no! Not now! I've done everything I could! Oh StarClan, why can't you let me help these cats?

Firestar and Dustpelt were dead; Graystripe and Sandstorm were the last remaining cats of their generation.

We should have learned by now not to be surprised by kittypets." Graystripe

Great, let's round up all the useless cats and hope a tree falls on them. -Jayfeather

Honestly, you're as bad as Firestar," Cloudtail went on. "When he slept in here he was always muttering and twitching in his sleep. A cat couldn't get a good night's rest for all the prey in the forest.

Trust ShadowClan cats to get competitive about deaths they have watched.