Cleanliness in the cat world is usually a virtue put above godliness.

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.

The cat, it is well to remember, remains the friend of man because it pleases him to do so and not because he must.

Is a little experience too much to pay for learning to know oneself?

One meets the cat in nearly all forms of art...curiously enough she is not a conspicuous figure in Roman or Greek art.

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

Cats have gnosis to a degree that is granted to few bishops.

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

A cat is never vulgar.

Cats seldom make mistakes, and they never make the same mistake twice.

A thing of beauty is a boy forever.

There's an inexplicable joy that exists on a brown child's face and in the way they navigate their world long before they discover they're hated.

if i had forever to do whatever i wanted, i would spend three years in reality and spend the rest of my time just thinking and decrypting what i saw and what would have happened to make it like so.

exercises helps you to monitor your progress in any field

It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to, than I have ever known.

In order to get the worst possible first impression of Los Angeles one should arrive there by bus, preferably in summer and on a Saturday night.

When we cannot stand certain people, we try to have suspicions about them.

Most of us live in a Jackal world where we take turns using the other person as a waste basket for our words.

The lesser of two evils is still evil.

Money is to be respected one of the worst things you can do is handle another person's money without respect for how hard it was to earn.

We enjoy this illusion of continuity and we call it memory. Which explains, perhaps, why our worst fear isn't the end of life, but the end of memories