#cats

If you hold a cat by the tail, you learn things you can't learn any other way.--Mark Twain ↗

— Tony-Paul de Vissage

#knowledge #learning #life #mark-twain #life

What greater gift than the love of a cat. ↗

— Charles Dickens

#gifts #love #love

We need cats to need us. It unnerves us that they do not. However, if they do not need us, they nonetheless seem to love us. ↗

— Jeffrey Moussaieff Masson

#humans #jeffery #masson #love

That's the great secret of creativity. You treat ideas like cats: you make them follow you. ↗

— Ray Bradbury

#creativity #ideas #art

A cat knows how to be comfortable, how to get the people around it to serve it. In a tranquil domestic situation, the cat is a veritable manipulative genius. It seeks the soft, it seeks the warm, it prefers the quiet and it loves to be full. It displays, when it gets its own way in these matters, a degree of contentment we would all like to emulate. ↗

— Roger A. Caras

#contentment #love

Dewey sent him, I thought, when I saw those eyes. ↗

— Vicki Myron

#dewey #true-love #inspirational

Cats will amusingly tolerate humans only until someone comes up with a tin opener that can be operated with a paw. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#men

Rousseau pounced. Men who dislike cats were tyrannical: "They do not like cats because the cat is free and will never consent to become a slave. ↗

— Robert Zaretsky

#jeanjacquesrousseau #men

Cats, like men, are flatterers. ↗

— Walter Savage Landor

#flattery #men #men

The cat's asleep; I whisper "kitten" Till he stirs a little and begins to purr-- He doesn't wake. Today out on the limb (The limb he thinks he can't climb down from) He mewed until I heard him in the house. I climbed up to get him down: he mewed. What he says and what he sees are limited. My own response is even more constricted. I think, "It's lucky; what you have is too." What do you have except--well, me? I joke about it but it's not a joke; The house and I are all he remembers. Next month how will he guess that it is winter And not just entropy, the universe Plunging at last into its cold decline? I cannot think of him without a pang. Poor rumpled thing, why don't you see That you have no more, really, than a man? Men aren't happy; why are you? ↗

— Randall Jarrell

#men