Cat Quotes

He is a man who kicks at cats, said Solembum, as if that summed up Tenga’s entire character.

~ Christopher Paolini

A dog is a man's best friend........and a cat is a woman's..

~ Ankala Subbarao

Or the woman in front of me in the security line who asked if they would put her cat, Dave, through the luggage X-ray machine because she wanted to see if he'd eaten a necklace.

~ Jenny Lawson

In a nice little house in Atro City there lived a man called Doktor Gleichstein. He was a kind of scientist, and he was very good at his job, which is why he always worked from home. He looked a little funny because he kept losing his eyebrows. Quantum Physics, is sort of like ordinary Physics, only you tend to spend a lot more time looking for the cat. He worked in the sitting room because he’d blown the garage up once already. Apparently a lot of things happened by accident in Quantum Physics.

~ Christina Engela

If Jarod Kintz was a cat, he'd stalk people silently and deadly. Right now, all he does is bark at them for no good reason, like all the good people do.

~ Will Advise

The stones were sharp,The wind came at my back;Walking along the highway, Mincing like a cat.

~ Theodore Roethke

All cat stories start with the statement: 'My mother, who was the first cat, told me this,' and I lay with Jonas listening to his stories.

~ Shirley Jackson

...at morning, I'm unruffled - I'll sit with my tea and Muse Cat beside me and listen to the soft chime of the grandfather clock...

~ John Geddes

Temporary homecomings are bittersweet. Sometimes it's better not to go back at all than to have to leave again.

~ Amanda Bouchet

Happier than a cat in a Peruvian fish market.

~ Coriander Woodruff

Pye turned his paw over and chewed his claws. “Humph. What you think of me is none of my business.”“You don’t know, do you?”“Know more than you . . . Know what?”“You are dead.”Pye patted his paws. “No, I’m not.” He rolled on his back and stretched, enjoying the warmth of the fire.“I’ve been here since 1665.”Pye chuckled. “You are, if I may so, in remarkably good condition.” Apart from the hole in your head, missing tail, and pulmonic plague cough.“I’ve seen them come. Seen them go. Seem them hang around in limbo. That’s what it’s called when beings don’t leave this Earth.”“Purgatory!”“I am responsible for many deaths,” Rita said.“You!?”“They couldn’t build the graves fast enough to bury the bodies.”“I don’t understand how a mere stump-tailed fur ball could endanger life.”“If I were you I'd think that.” A silence followed before Rita said, “I did not work alone.”“Oh?

~ Luggs

Heaven is a warm cat and a good book.

~ Christina Morris

Because I like to flirt with death. Let's do this, give me your best shot, human. Let's see who gives in first. This isn't my first time.

~ Shakuita Johnson

Toilet paper unrolled and slitheredthen wrapped around my tummy.That paper tried to roll me upinto an Egyptian mummy.

~ Melinda K. Trotter

Sleep in my arms like a little cat, I love your snoring and your smell.

~ M.f. Moonzajer

...at dawn, the grains of sleep turn to floating black spots, then out of focus the world tilts, and the cat scratches at the door...

~ John Geddes

Is that vodka?' Margarita asked weakly. The cat jumped up from its chair in indignation. 'Excuse me, your majesty,' he squeaked, 'do you think I would give vodka to a lady? That is pure spirit!

~ Mihail Bulhakov

Louis found me in the rear parlor, the one more distant from the noises of the tourists in the Rue Royale, and with its windows open to the courtyard below. I was in fact looking out the window, looking for the cat again, though I didn't tell myself so, and observing how our bougainvillea had all but covered the high walls that enclosed us and kept us safe from the rest of the world. The wisteria was also fierce in its growth, even reaching out from the brick walls to the railing of the rear balcony and finding its way up to the roof. I could never quite take for granted the lush flowers of New Orleans. Indeed, they filled me with happiness whenever I stopped to really look at them and surrender to their fragrance, as though I still had the right to do so, as though I still were part of nature, as though I were still a mortal man.

~ Anne Rice

I thought of Bobby, of the last look he had given me, and at that moment I understood one of the differences between man and cat: man knows he's going to die, so he can get ready and be willing, even eager, to go. A cat knows the end is near, but that's all. He can't accept death: he can't trust in it; cats are perhaps too metaphysical an entity to need to believe in the idea of a beyond; a cat is his own god and man his creation.

~ Jaime Manrique

If you don't know where you want to go, then it doesn't matter which path you take.

~ Lewis Carroll

There is nothing more difficult than understanding human mentality. My master's present mental state is very far from clear; is he feeling angry or lighthearted, or simply seeking solace in the scribblings of some dead philosopher? One just can't tell whether he's mocking the world or yearning to be accepted into its frivolous company, whether he is getting furious over some piddling little matter or holding himself aloof from worldly things. Compared to such complexities, cats are truly simple. If we want to eat, we eat; if we want to sleep, we sleep; when we are angry, we are angry utterly; when we cry, we cry with all the desperation of extreme commitment to our grief. Thus we never keep things like diaries. For what would be the point? No doubt human beings like my two-faced master find it necessary to keep diaries in order to display in a darkened room that true character so assiduously hidden from the world. But among cats both our four main occupations (walking, standing, sitting and lying down) and such incidental activities as excreting waste are pursued quite openly. We live our diaries, and consequently have no need to keep a daily record as a means of maintaining our real characters. Had I the time to keep a diary, I'd use that time to better effect; sleeping on the veranda.

~ Sōseki Natsume

I'm like my cat. I run around in circles in my apartment, because the big bad outside is just too big. And scary. And outside. How do stray cats deal with all the stress of having no protection from all the air that’s going on around there, without anyone to guide and control it into timidity?

~ Will Advise

If you are going to do that, would you mind not jostling the bed so much?' came a sarcastic voice near the head board. 'Perhaps you could roll around on the floor.

~ Julie Kagawa

A cat’s secrets run so deep that even the cat itself is often unaware. Their mysteries are as natural as whiskers.

~ Wendy Beck

For most secrets are kept by these: the darkness, the silence, and the cat.

~ Wendy Beck

Curiosity killed the cat,” Fesgao remarked, his dark eyes unreadable.Aly rolled her eyes. Why did everyone say that to her? “People always forget the rest of the saying,” she complained. “‘And satisfaction brought it back.

~ Tamora Pierce

#Cats are marvelous creatures - they either adapt to circumstances, or decide to make circumstances adapt to them. Either way - they win.

~ Will Advise

My cat brought me a toy. I thanked her and threw it. She sat there gave me a look that made me realize people and dogs are the crazy ones.

~ Dan Harmon

Christ girl, Ι wasn't even going to bite you. Well, not the way you're thinking. I'm flattered you want to fuck me as well as muder me. Really, Liam, that's sweet. He grinned. Valentine's Day was just last month, after all.

~ Jeaniene Frost

Any cat may stare into a fire and see red mice play

~ George R.r. Martin

Never try to outstubborn a cat.

~ Robert A. Heinlein

Cats are the lap-dancers of the animal world. Soon as you stop shelling out, they move on, find another lap. They're furry little sociopaths. Pretty and slick -- in love with themselves. When's the last time you saw a seeing-eye cat?

~ Andrew Vachss

One can imagine that if humanity suddenly disappeared from the planet, the cat would shrug its shoulders, raise its tail, and return to its forest habitat, there to live as its ancestors have done for two million years, forever in search of something small, furry, and squeaky to play with.

~ Eric Chaline

Cats, Dog considered, were clearly a lot tougher than lost souls.

~ Terry Pratchett

Who shall tell the lady's griefWhen her Cat was past relief?Who shall number the hot tearsShed o'er her, beloved for years?Who shall say the dark dismayWhich her dying caused that day?

~ Christina Rossetti

For there is nothing sweeter than his peace when at rest.For there is nothing brisker than his life when in motion.

~ Christopher Smart

I already have insurance, a religion, and a newspaper subscription... I'm also... not interested in... aggressive sales of cats...

~ Natsuki Kizu

Cats, Dog considered, were clearly a lot tougher than lost souls

~ Terry Pratchett

Little cats mean little kids, little kids mean little cats!

~ Mehmet Murat Ildan

And the Lady's mate. Despite having only two legs and small fangs, there was much that was feline in that one, and he approved.

~ Anne Bishop