Quotes About Cat

In my next life I want to be a cat. To sleep 20 hours a day and wait to be fed. To sit around licking my ass.

about our argument tonight whatever it was about and no matter how unhappy it made us feel remember that there is a cat somewhere adjusting to the space of itself with a delightful wonderment of easiness. in other words magic persists without us no matter what we do against it.

terror finally becomes almost bearable but never quite terror creeps like a cat crawls like a cat across my mind

I don't like love as a command, as a search. It must come to you, like a hungry cat at the door.

Writing is also my cat. Writing lets me face it.

And a cat never knows fear—finally—he only winds up into the spring of the sea and the rock, and even in a death-fight he does not think of anything except the majesty of darkness.

the knife cuts into the sun. the plate breaks. the cat yawns.

one day the goldfish died, all five of them, they floated on the water, on their sides, their eyes still open, and when my father got home he threw them to the cat there on the kitchen floor and we watched as my mother smiled

I like reading the Sunday papers in bed. I like orange ribbons tied around the cat's neck. I like sleeping up against a body that I know well.

fun and danger hardly put margarine on the toast or fed the cat. You give up toast and end up eating the cat.

and now sometimes I'm interviewed, they want to hear about life and literature and I get drunk and hold up my cross-eyed shot runover de-tailed cat before them and I say, "look, look at this!

There's a very loud noise in my ear, not unlike a cat sneezing, if the cat is the size of the Great Sphinx of Giza and it's just inhaled three tons of snuff.

Cat. No doubled vision: it's a cat, singular. A solitary diurnal ambush hunter with good hearing and binocular vision and a predilection for biting the neck of its prey in half while disemboweling it with the scythe-like claws on its hind legs. Basically it's a velociraptor with a fur coat and an outsize sense of entitlement. Right

Ikkaku: Rescue her? How many of you are here? Seven? Maybe eight? Ichigo: Five people and a cat

Belinsky: 'Who is this Moloch that eats his children?' Herzen: 'It's the Ginger Cat.

What does he mean by disgraceful propensities?" "Weelll, I should imagine in that ingrown aristocracy it could mean anything from an improper preference for scotch whisky, to a practiced predilection for raping the cat." He chokes on his coffee.

She stumbled back a step. "Carlos was the…?" "Panther, aye." "He's a cat?" And her boss was a dog. She shook her head. Was her next door neighbor a goldfish?

When you have a cat you assume certain responsibilities that, in a spiritual sense, transcend those of a marital or a business relationship.

A cat - a perfection of containment no amount of love or science could penetrate. One's involvement in other peoples' lives gave one numerous small opportunities for importance.

The cat seldom interferes with other people's rights. His intelligence keeps him from doing many of the fool things that complicate life.

The cat is the only animal without visible means of support who still manages to find a living in the city.

Chcia?em tylko pog?aska? kociaka, a przyj??em go pod swój dach.

Where'd the dog go?" I ask, sounding panicky. "That wasn't a dog, Zara," he says, words whisper strong. I jerk my head up. "What was it then? A cat? A gerbil? A geriatric hamster?

The tin pan notes of a piano drift faintly into the night. A man curses and a window slams. Far distant an ash can clatters on stone and the almost human screech of a cat pierces the night.