Quotes about Cats

God made the cat so that man might have the pleasure of caressing the tiger.

'Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?'
'That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,' said the Cat.
'I don't much care where - ' said Alice.
'Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat.
' - so long as I get somewhere,' Alice added as an explanation.
'Oh, you're sure to do that,' said the Cat, 'if you only walk long enough.'

Women are like cats and dogs. If you can attract any cat and make any dog listen to you, you can have any women you like.

It is good to look through different perspectives. However never your exact opposite, this is your reflection in the mirror from who you will never win. As any cat can tell you.

Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and get use to the idea.

Other animals give us a lesson in self-control:  the cat, for instance, whose wisdom is a model because it combines the most intent passion with the calmest indifference.  Motionless it plans its leap, and performs it exactly; the strength of its muscles is matched by its relaxation in repose; in sleep it has the abandon of an infant, yet its instinct is ever alert; it can fall without danger because it does not resist; hunting and fighting are games of pure pleasure for it, it hunts with rancor and plays without an object; it is ever ready to attack without animosity, and to defend itself without apprehension; being indifferent to victory, it cannot feel defeat.

            Serenity comes from independence.

            This independence, to be created in oneself, is not indifference, but neutrality with regard to the impressions received from without – whether pretty or ugly, good or bad, happy or sad, pleasant or unpleasant.  It is one thing to observe these qualities and quite another to let them affect our moods.

The cat dropped the rat between its two front paws.  "There are those," it said with a sigh, in tones as smooth as oiled silk, "who have suggested that the tendency of a cat to play with its prey is a merciful one -- after all, it permits the occasional funny little running snack to escape, from time to time.  How often does your dinner get to escape?"

Of all God's creatures there is only one that cannot be made the slave of the lash; that one is the cat. If man could be crossed with the cat, it would improve man, but it would deteriorate the cat.

A home without a cat—and a well-fed, well-petted and properly revered cat—may be a perfect home, perhaps, but how can it prove its title?

If man were crossed with a cat, it would improve man but deteriorate the cat

Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and get used to the idea.

There are two means of refuge from the miseries of life: music and cats.

Cats don't bark—and consumers today don't "salivate on command" like they seemed to a couple of decades ago. Consumers today behave more like cats than Pavlov's pooch. Times have changed—and so must we.

Cats seem to go on the principle that it never does any harm to ask for what you want. 

I figured we all started out like cats, but then the world put us on a leash and collar and turned us into dogs.

Odd things: animals. All dogs look up to you. All cats look down to you. Only the pig looks at you as an equal.

I like pigs. Dogs look up to us. Cats look down on us. Pigs treat us as equals.

I am as vigilant as a cat to steal cream.

The cat will mew, and dog will have his day.

What, courage, man! What though care killed a cat, thou hast mettle enough in thee to kill care.

Dangling punch lines to forgotten stories remain in the language like the smile of the Cheshire cat.

Happiness is like a cat, If you try to coax it or call it, it will avoid you; it will never come. But if you pay not attention to it and go about your business, you'll find it rubbing against your legs and jumping into your lap.

Minnaloushe creeps through the grass Alone, important and wise, And lifts to the changing moon His changing eyes. The Wild Swans at Coole 1919. The Cat and the Moon

Every day, once a day, give yourself a present. Don't plan it, don't wait for it, just let it happen. It could be a new shirt at the men's store, a cat-nap in your office chair, or two cups of good, hot, black coffee.

A dog thinks: Hey, these people I live with feed me, love me, provide me with a nice warm, dry house, pet me, and take good care of me. . . . They must be Gods! A cat thinks: Hey, these people I live with feed me, love me, provide me with a nice warm, dry house, pet me, and take good care of me. . . . I must be a God!

Once upon a time a cat who prided herself on her wit and wisdom was prowling about the barn in search of food and saw a tail protruding from a hole. "There is the conclusion of a rat," she said. Then she crept stealthily toward it until within striking distance, when she made a jump and reached it with her claws. Alas! it was not the appendage of a rat, but the tail of a snake, who immediately turned and gave her a mortal bite. And if such a story has a moral, it surely must be that it is indeed dangerous to jump at conclusions.

Curiosity did not kill the cat, I got him with the lawnmower.

Drenching the pavement, warming the wall, bathing the cat in a slumbering sprawl . . . Waking the buds that break from the tree. Shaking out gold, and all for free.

All cats are grey in the dark.

What female heart can gold despise? What cat 's averse to fish?