1. “Cats are the visible soul of the home because time spent with them is never wasted.” ~ Jean Cocteau
2. “Cats and music are two ways to escape the adversity of life.” ~ Albert Schweitzer
3. “The innocent expression of their face is enough to take up most of the space in your heart.” ~ Mark Twain
4. To rub your face against yours and touch your cheek with your claws is an expression of love. ~ James Herriot
5. Cats come to your house to teach you love, they go away to teach you bereavement. ~ Jules Verne
6. “Your heart is probably very big if you’ve loved a lot of cats.” ~ Susan Hovatch
7. “A part of your soul will remain dormant if you don’t like cats.” ~ Anatole France
8. My house would be cleaner without my cat, but my heart would be sad and empty. ~ Martha Curtis
9. “Love and cat are all you need to stay happy.” ~ Jules Reynard
10. “My cat loves me just as I am.” – Marley Bly
11. “You’re no longer alone when you hug your cat.” ~ Missy Dizik
12. “Keep calm and hug your cat.” ~ Terry Pratchett
13. Cats have amulets that will make you forget all your worries. ~ Saki
14. The vibrations you get when a cat purrs in your lap are satisfaction and pure love. ~ St. Francis of Assisi
15. “You can’t ask for more if you have a cat that loves you unconditionally.” ~ Charles Dickens
16. " I wish I could just purr about my feelings and affections like a cat. ~ George F. Will
17. "Cats are angels with mustaches!" - Jenny de Vries.
18. Cats choose you, you never own them. ~Gary Smith
19. The dog will praise you, but you must praise the cat. ~ George Mikes
20. “Life is beautiful! Cat and love are all you need.” ~ Arthur Bridges
21. “They never offer you their services. They offer themselves.” ~ William Burroughs
22. " Cats never lie about love.” - Colette.
23. “Cats are innocent. They never judge you. All they need is your unconditional love. – Joseph Epstein
24. “You can’t want more if your best friend is a cat.” ~ Dan Greenberg
- It is always cats deign to escape to the old apartment, said Volodin, because cats get used to the place, not to the owner. The cat needs to be spinned, how to transfer to a new apartment, and the roads should not be shown to her, or she will run away.
Sologub F.K., Small Demon, 1902
The following summer was terrible. Little by little, the sisters began to take the hotels to the passing gentlemen, and a moderate dachshund was installed on them. Scandals followed scandals, massacres after massacres, but the sisters were tenacious like cats, and everyone flung, everyone wanted to live. They resembled those pathetic dogs who, despite scalding, wounded, with broken legs, still climb into the chosen place, squeal and climb. Keeping such personalities in the theater was inconvenient.
Saltykov-Shchedrin M. E., Lord Golovlev, 1880
He was especially troubled by the eyes of her hidden face, he turned her into a stranger. This look, sharp and sharp, was expecting something, looking for something, even demanding and suddenly, becoming dismissive, coldly repelled. It was strange that she had dispersed all her cats and that in general there was some painful disdain for her attitude towards animals. Hearing the rye of the horse, she shuddered and wrinkled, tightly wrapped her chest with a shawl; the dogs disgusted her; even the roosters and pigeons were clearly unpleasant to her.
Gorky Maxim, The Life of Klim Samgin, 1936
Yukhvanka sighed, shook his hair (his gaze ran over the hut again) and, noticing the cat, which was quietly purring, lying on the bench, shouted at her “fly, mean” and hastily turned to the master. - A horse that is, vasyaso, unfit... If the animal was good, I would not sell, vasyaso.
Tolstoy L. N., The Morning of the Landowner, 1856
Doing without enthusiasm, according to an old habit, different chassis, croise, shen and balance, Alexandrov constantly caught random passages from the nonsense that Zhdanov carried with a confident, loud tongue-in-cheek: about fatalism, about stars, spirits and spirits, about the Tsar-gun, about a gypsy fortune teller, about sticky patches, about canaries, about Antonian apples, about sleepwalkers, about Napoleon, about the meaning of flowers and colors: about fatalism, about the Ts, about the Ts, about the Tsar-gun-gun, about the ghosts, about the cats without any end, about the cats, without any further relocation, about the poster, about the monks, and the cats.
Kuprin A. I., Juncker, 1932
Since my favorite cat died in 2018 - she was 16 years old : She loved me more than anyone else in the family and slept with me :
Watch this video and remember your cats and cats :) It will be cozy on the soul :) I recommend :