I love my cats because I love my home, and little by little they become its visible soul. – Jean Cocteau
The Louver is a morgue; you go there to identify your friends. – Jean Cocteau

I love my cats because I love my home, and little by little they become its visible soul. – Jean Cocteau
The Louver is a morgue; you go there to identify your friends. – Jean Cocteau
Children and lunatics cut the Gordian knot which the poet spends his life patiently trying to untie. – Jean Cocteau
I like cats…. When I meet a cat, I say, “Poor Pussy!” and stoop down and tickle the side of its head; and the cat sticks up its tail in a rigid, cast-iron manner, arches its back, and wipes its nose up against my trousers; and all is gentleness and peace. – Jerome K. Jerome, Three Men in a Boat (To Say Nothing of the Dog), 1889