I love my cats because I love my home, and little by little they become its visible soul. – Jean Cocteau Category: Cats
Always the cat remains a little beyond the limits we try to set for him in our blind folly. – Andre Norton Category: Cats
I love cats because I love my home and after a while they become its visible soul. – Jean Cocteau Category: Cats
A cat improves the garden wall in sunshine, and the hearth in foul weather. – Judith Merkle Riley Category: Cats
There are at least two kinds of cowards. One kind always lives with himself, afraid to face the world. The other kind lives with the world, afraid to face himself. – Roscoe Snowden Category: Self
International relationships are preordained to be clumsy gestures based on imperfect knowledge. – Rebecca West Category: Knowledge
