#cats

"If I knew everything, life would be lonely, as everyone else would want to explore the world, and I’d be content with a cat on my lap sitting in the dark."

"Cats are intended to teach us that not everything in nature has a purpose."

"I’m trying to translate what my cat says and put it in a book, but how many homonyms are there for meow?"

"Chairs have legs. Four of them, like my father. Meow."

"Holding this soft, small living creature in my lap this way, though, and seeing how it slept with complete trust in me, I felt a warm rush in my chest. I put my hand on the cat's chest and felt his heart beating. The pulse was faint and fast, but his heart, like mine, was ticking off the time allotted to his small body with all the restless earnestness of my own."

"I want to start a business making mint-flavored sunshine that comes in a can half full of meow-free rainbows. (Leprechauns sold separately.)"

"If cats looked like frogs we'd realize what nasty, cruel little bastards they are. Style. That's what people remember."

"The cat hair floated in the air like a sound vibration, and I plucked it like a guitar string. Sometimes I can be so musical I’m like a living love song."

"Cats don't need to be possessed; they're evil on their own."

"when I am feelinglowall i have to do iswatch my catsand mycouragereturns"

"To Do Today, 1/17/081. Sit and think2. Reach enlightenment3. Feed the cats"

"I pet horses and ride cats, because I’m a cowman. I’m too mature to be a cowboy."

"There are two means of refuge from the misery of life — music and cats."

"Dogs have their day but cats have 365."

"'Tell Suzie she's a lucky cat.' Have sexier words ever been spoken?"

"I’ll stand by you. And by stand I mean cower in your shadow. It’s probably cold there, so I’m going to knit myself a warm cat sweater to wear."

"When the silent flamingo dances pink with desire, I’ll be there, sipping on owl stares and kitten curls."

"I cried so hard after I put my cat to sleep. I guess I shouldn’t have cried so hard, because with all my sobbing, I ended up waking it up."

"Authors like cats because they are such quiet, lovable, wise creatures, and cats like authors for the same reasons."

"Name the different kinds of people,’ said Miss Lupescu. ‘Now.’Bod thought for a moment. ‘The living,’ he said. ‘Er. The dead.’ He stopped. Then, ‘... Cats?’ he offered, uncertainly."