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Quotes About Cat

My love is a hummingbird sitting that quiet moment on the bough, as the same cat crouches.
~ Charles Bukowski
I went back over the sketch books I'd filled at Sheffield for ideas and discovered Wallace and Gromit, except Gromit was a cat then. I made them into Plasticene shapes and started 'A Grand Day Out.' It took me longer than I expected.
~ Nick Park
There are a shitload of songs about being in love with someone who doesn't love you back and I talk about weed and my cat and being lazy a lot.
~ Bethany Cosentino
I love it when the market reacts naturally to events. It's like a cat coughing up a fur ball.
~ Greg Gutfeld
Every life has a love story, even though the beloved may be imaginary, or a cat.
~ Mason Cooley
Daisy picked up the large, limp cat that was almost too heavy for her. "This is Clawed," she said. "C-l-a-w-e-d," she spelled. "Not like a man's name. My brother named him Clawed because he had been clawed by another cat when he found him hiding in a gutter. Daddy says he hopes Jeremy never finds a wounded skunk.
~ Beverly Cleary
pair of Stephens Island wrens, which were found only on a small, isolated island in New Zealand's Cook Strait. All were killed by a lighthouse keeper's cat.
~ Bill Bryson
Elle ferma ses petits yeux noirs et replaça sa tête en position. Le chat laissa reposer avec précaution ses canines acérées sur le cou doux et gris. Les moustaches noires de la souris se mêlaient aux siennes. Il déroula sa queue touffue et la laissa traîner sur le trottoir. Il venait, en chantant, onze petites filles aveugles de l'orphelinat de Jules l'Apostolique.
~ Boris Vian
At least, I'm not as terrible a magician as whoever enchanted that poor cat! - Mildred Jaeger
~ Brad Strickland
When I came in he threw himself on his knees before me and implored me to let him have a cat; that his salvation depended upon it.
~ Bram Stoker
And I a smiling woman. I am only thirty. And like the cat I have nine times to die. -- from Lady Lazarus, written 23-29 October 1962
~ Sylvia Plath
Your mouth opens clean as a cat's. The window square Whitens and swallows its dull stars. And now you try Your handful of notes; The clear vowels rise like balloons.
~ Sylvia Plath
I am glad you have a Cat, but I do not believe it is So remarkable a cat as My Cat.
~ T.S. Eliot
The name that no human research can discover-- But THE CAT HIMSELF KNOWS, and will never confess. When you notice a cat in profound meditation, The reason, I tell you, is always the same: His mind is engaged in a rapt contemplation Of the thought, of the thought, of the thought of his name: His ineffable effable Effanineffable Deep and inscrutable singular Name.
~ T.S. Eliot
But above and beyond there's still one name left over, And that is the name that you never will guess; The name that no human research can discover-- But the cat himself knows, and will never confess. When you notice a cat in profound meditation, The reason, I tell you, is always the same: His mind is engaged in a rapt contemplation Of the thought, of the thought, of the thought of his name: His ineffable effable Effanineffable Deep and inscrutable singular Name.
~ T.S. Eliot
I have a Gumbie Cat in mind, her name is Jennyanydots;Her coat is one of the tabby kind,with tiger stripes and lepard spots.
~ T.S. Eliot
When you notice a cat in profound meditation, The reason, I tell you, is always the same: His mind is engaged in a rapt contemplation Of the thought, of the thought, of the thought of his name: His ineffable effable Effanineffable Deep and inscrutable singular Name.
~ T.S. Eliot
When you notice a cat in profound meditation, The reason, I tell you, is always the same: His mind is engaged in a rapt contemplation Of the thought, of the thought, of the thought of his name.
~ T.S. Eliot
I'm pretty much a cat that way. Scratch my stomach, and I'll purr at you, but I'll want to gut you with my claws even more than if you'd ignored me.
~ Tad Williams
A cat understands how to be pleasant in the morning. He doesn't talk.
~ Tamora Pierce
He loves to play, cat with rat.
~ Tanith Lee
Every last Featherington, current and former, was there, along with assorted spouses and even a cat.
~ Julia Quinn
Grimalkin yawned and licked his whiskers. 'Not dead,' he replied. 'Hardly dead. But she changed her name and appearance so many times, even the oldest fey would hardly remember her. She likes to keep a low profile, you know.' Puck frowned, knitting his bows together. 'Then how is it you remember her?' he demanded, sounding indignant. 'I am a cat,' purred Grimalkin.
~ Julie
Johnny seguía mis palabras y mis gestos con una gran atención distraída, como un gato que mira fijo pero se ve que está por completo en otra cosa; que es otra cosa.
~ Julio Cortazar