There are no ordinary cats.
It's so curious: one can resist tears and 'behave' very well in the hardest hours of grief. But then someone makes you a friendly sign behind a window, or one notices that a flower that was in bud onl...
You will do foolish things, but do them with enthusiasm.
Our perfect companions never have fewer than four feet.
Time spent with a cat is never wasted.
As for an authentic villain the real thing the absolute the artist one rarely meets him even once in a lifetime. The ordinary bad hat is always in part a decent fellow.
The woman who thinks she is intelligent demands equal rights with men. A woman who is intelligent does not.
It takes time for the absent to assume their true shape in our thoughts. After death they take on a firmer outline and then cease to change.
It is only in pain that a woman is capable of rising above mediocrity. Her resistance to pain is infinite; one can use and abuse it without any fear that she will die, as long as some childish physica...
look for a long time at what pleases you, and longer still at what pains you...
Friendship which is of its nature a delicate thing fastidious slow of growth is easily checked will hesitate demur recoil where love good old blustering love bowls ahead and blunders through...
We only do well the things we like doing.
By associating with the cat, one only risks becoming richer.
Put down everything that comes into your head and then you're a writer. But an author is one who can judge his own stuff's worth, without pity, and destroy most of it.", 1964)
When she raises her eyelids it's as if she were taking off all her clothes.
Don't you think, that there are very few men who know, without raising their voice or changing their tone, to say...what has to be said?
No one asked you to be happy. Get to work.
Hope costs nothing.