Owning a cat is a lot like being an American tourist in a fancy French restaurant- you will be overcharged, you will likely by insulted, but, to you , it's worth it.

Cats are magical. . .the more you pet them the longer you both live.

Cats were often familiars to workers of magic because to anyone used to wrestling with self-willed, wayward, devious magic--which was what all magic was--it was rather soothing to have all the same qualities wrapped up in a small, furry, generally attractive bundle that...might, if it were in a good mood, sit on your knee and purr. Magic never sat on anybody's knee and purred.

A black cat crossed my path, and I stopped to dance around it widdershins and to sing the rhyme,

Ou va-ti mistigri?
Passe sans faire de mai ici.

If she doesn't get an Academy Award nomination, I will kill myself.

There are some people that will not pick up a phone and call you, but if you knock on a door and talk to them, they'll talk back to you,