An ordinary kitten will ask more questions than any five-year-old.
There is, indeed, no single quality of the cat that man could not emulate to his advantage.
The cat, it is well to remember, remains the friend of man because it pleases him to do so and not because he must.
There are two kinds of people in this world, those who long to be understood and those who long to be misunderstood. It is the irony of life that neither is gratified.
As an inspiration to the author, I do not think the cat can be over-estimated. He suggests so much grace, power, beauty, motion, mysticism. I do not wonder that many writers love cats; I am only surprised that all do not.