Quotes About Fur

I'll never forget my first fur. It was a modest little stole. Modest? People thought I was wearing anchovies.

Such a collie was Lad. At a time when Bruce and Wolf and Bobby and Lady and young Gray Dawn were half naked, Lad was still carrying the enormous outer and under coat which by rights should have been his in January. Not for another month or more would he begin to shed in real earnest—and to strew the floors and rugs and furniture, and the trousers legs and skirts of the household, with tufts and strands of dead hair.

A lot of hip-hop artists wear fur, and they think it's a status symbol. That doesn't register for me; I just see dead animals.

They make really great synthetic fur - you really don't need real fur. And it's cheaper, so why spend the money?

What that bird would have done with a couple of Martinis under his fur would have been something to watch from an airplane.

The coat was forties-style, made from Canadian beaver at a time when people didn't think about whether or not it was wrong to wear fur. Although Gloria would no longer wish to wear the skin of another animal on top of her own, the way she looked at it now, the beavers were already long dead and had lived the happy, uncomplicated life of Canadian beavers before the war.

Every pellet has a story all its own. Every pellet has a story all its own. With its fur and teeth and bones And one or two stones, Every pellet has a story all its own. We shall dissect every pellet with glee. Perhaps we'll find a rodents knee. And never shall we tire In the sacred task that we conspire, No do our work less perfectly And those bright flecks at the core, Which makes our hearts soar, Shall forever remain the deepest mystery. - The owlets in the Pelletorium at St. Aegolius

Did you know that if you rub a cat's fur the wrong way with a piece of silk, you can make sparks? Little flickers of electricity conjured from your bare fingertips. it is the nearest thing to being a god. That is how I feel when I spar with you.

I have a few vintage furs and have a particular weakness for Mongolian lamb fur - it's quite '70s - and I like the volume fur gives.

In a meat-eating world, wearing leather for shoes and clothes and even handbags, the discussion of fur is childish.

I was the first journalist allowed on a hunting boat during harp seal season in almost 15 years. Around the late 1970s, white coat pups became the poster child for the anti-fur movement, and by the '80s, the media was lambasting the hunters for killing them.

The werewolf's painful change. Turning his head awayOn the sweaty bolster, he tries to rememberThe mood of manhood,But lies at last, as always,Letting it happen, the fierce fur soft to his face,Hearing with sharper ears.

cat came toward him, paced away, then returned. Its dark face was as fierce as a Maori. The fur on its spine was spiked like a Mohawk warrior. Pike

Then they all surrounded the poop little animal and pulled out all his fur.

The sound of the wind against the sides of the house is exactly like the sound of wolf fur against cardboard.

Jai held out his hands in placation. "Yes, yes, you're very fierce. Hiss, kitten, hiss. And when you are done ruffling your fur, look through the car you are driving. I need a detonator.

To take good care of your kitten's fur, you'll need at least one comb. The

When looking for a brush, be sure the bristles or nubs are soft enough not to scratch tender kitten skin, but firm enough to reach through the fur and brush efficiently. A curry brush is rubber or plastic with short nubs

I won't wear fur - never, ever. I'm an animal lover. I wouldn't even wear faux fur. I prefer to go the cheap route and not shave my legs.

Know, Nature's children all divide her care, The fur that warms a monarch warmed a bear.

Why did you attack some girl's boots? J.Lo looked incredulous. She is still mad about this? he huffed. I TOLD her-I THOUGHT they were ANKLEwolves. Okay, whatever. I- Why elsenow would a person wear fur with shortpants? It makes no sense!

I put down my book, The Meaning of Zen, and see the cat smiling into her fur as she delicately combs it with her rough pink tongue. "Cat, I would lend you this book to study but it appears you have already read it." She looks up and gives me her full gaze. "Don't be ridiculous," she purrs, "I wrote it."

The aim of literature ... is the creation of a strange object covered with fur which breaks your heart.

The aim of literature," Baskerville replied grandly, "is the creation of a strange object covered with fur which breaks your heart.