I've never been in on a big number like this before, but the vet and the humane society were very cooperative. I couldn't ask for better than that.

Just like anyone's pet, you can't walk up and grab them. They know their owner, but you're a stranger.

The cats were in and out of the house. They had access to get in and out.

For every social wrong there must be a remedy. But the remedy can be nothing less than the abolition of the wrong.

The bourgeoisie and the petty bourgeoisie have armed themselves against the rising proletariat with, among other things, "culture." It's an old ploy of the bourgeoisie. They keep a standing "art" to defend their collapsing culture.

The tapestry of history has no point at which you can cut it and leave the design intelligible.