As every cat owner knows, nobody owns a cat.
Cats are like music. It's foolish to try to explain their worth to those who don't appreciate them.
I have studied many philosophers and many cats. The wisdom of cats is infinitely superior.
A cat has absolute emotional honesty: human beings, for one reason or another, may hide their feelings, but a cat does not.
I believe cats to be spirits come to earth. A cat, I am sure, could walk on a cloud without coming through.
Cats have it all: admiration, an endless sleep, and company only when they want it.
I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat.
In ancient times cats were worshipped as gods; they have not forgotten this.
I love cats because I enjoy my home; and little by little, they become its visible soul.
A cat is a puzzle for which there is no solution.
Cats choose us; we don't own them.
A cat is a lion in a jungle of small bushes.
Cats are connoisseurs of comfort.
The smallest feline is a masterpiece.
Cats are a mysterious kind of folk.
A cat can be trusted to purr when she is pleased, which is more than can be said for human beings.
Cats do not have to be shown how to have a good time, for they are unfailing ingenious in that respect.
If animals could speak, the dog would be a blundering outspoken fellow; but the cat would have the rare grace of never saying a word too much.
Time spent with cats is never wasted.
Cats are intended to teach us that not everything in nature has a function.