Cats
Alone I am free – I am THE CAT.
Nothing makes a house cozier than cats.
Nobody keeps a cat. They condescend to live with you is all.
Cats think about three things:
food, sex, and nothing.
The way to get on with a cat is to treat it as an equal – or even better, as the superior it knows itself to be.
My cat does not talk as respectfully to me as I do to her.
Oh, the cats in this town have their secrets.
Is it enough to know that one creature likes what you do and the way you do it and that creature is your cat?
Cats sleep fat and walk thin.
A black cat dropped soundlessly from a high wall, like a spoonful of dark treacle, and melted under a gate.



