Top 1200 Cat Love Quotes & Sayings - Page 15

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Last updated on October 21, 2024.
A cat likes to hear you calling him. He sits in a bush a yard from your shoes - and listens.
My family suffered. My hair turned up in every corner, every drawer, every meal. Even in the rice puddings Tessie made, covering each little bowl with wax paper before putting it away in the fridge--even into these prophylactically secure desserts my hair found its way! Jet black hairs wound themselves around bars of soap. They lay pressed like flower stems between the pages of books. They turned up in eyeglass cases, birthday cards, once--I swear--inside an egg Tessie had just cracked. The next-door neighbor's cat coughed up a hairball one day and the hair was not the cat's.
This morning I was laughing at my cat who was running up the stairs and slipped, and pretended like it didn't happen. — © Jayma Mays
This morning I was laughing at my cat who was running up the stairs and slipped, and pretended like it didn't happen.
There's love and there's romantic love. The Greeks had different words for different kinds of love. And we just got "love." I don't know what you would call the other kinds - maybe brotherly love, Christian love, the love of Saint Francis, love of everyone and everything. Then there's romantic love, which, by and large, is a pain in the ass, a kind of trauma.
Knowledge is Power. Ignorance is Bliss. But curiosity—even if it had killed the cat—is king.
Anyway, Cat Stevens is never going to make much money out of us.
A lot of people like cats. Take the Pope, for example: I read recently that he was a cat-oholic!
Of all our sunny world, i wish only for a garden sofa where a cat is sunning itself
A good writer can watch a cat pad across the street and know what it is to be pounced upon by a Bengal tiger.
It's bad to wake up and see a large cat in mid-leap from the rough vicinity of the ceiling.
I recently bought a cat, but took it back a day later because our personalities clashed.
I just gave my cat a bath. Now how do I get all this fur off my tounge?
When I play with my cat, who knows whether she is not amusing herself with me more than I with her. — © Michel de Montaigne
When I play with my cat, who knows whether she is not amusing herself with me more than I with her.
Dangling punch lines to forgotten stories remain in the language like the smile of the Cheshire cat.
If you lay one hand on Simon, vampire, I'll have you chopped up into tiny pieces and fed to my cat. Understand?
You're a medicine cat. I understand what that means now. StarClan go with you, Leafpool. I'll never forget you.
When I was little, I would burn ants with a magnifying glass. But now that I'm older, I'm more of a cat guy.
Everything a cat is and does physically is to me beautiful, lovely, stimulating, soothing, attractive and an enchantment.
For some reason, cats are usually addressed familiarly, though no cat has ever drunk bruderschaft with anyone.
We almost decided on a dog and a fox before we hit on the idea of using a cat and mouse.
You really can't take a cat and turn it into a dog, or try and get lemons off an apple tree, or what have you.
I know all the new phrases: 'cowabunga,' 'radical,' cat's pajamas,' 'duh,' and 'hey, homie don't play that.
It took me a while to process myself as a cat - it's not something you see every day.
With one of the most bewitching sounds in the world, its purr, the cat persuades us that it thinks we are wonderful.
You can't feed a cat with cream and food in the kitchen and expect him to go catch mice.
My ginger tabby cat Oscar - he's got his own passport - he comes everywhere with me.
If somebody's cat happens to turn on the TV, my numbers can double. It's almost unrelated to what's really happening.
Are those cat hairs on your lapel, or have you been dating a blonde with a crew cut?
When you get a cat to catch the mice in your kitchen, you can't expect it to ignore the rats in the cellar.
Cat food. It stinks a bit, but if you don't put up with the smell, the little kitten will die.
Em, I am trying to have an important conversation!" shouted Seylin. "I will not change into a cat!
I love hiccups and I love sneezes and I love blinks and I love belches and I love gluttons. I love hair. I love bears. For me, the round. For me, the world.
I'm usually a no-filter kind of cat. My frown comes really naturally and doesn't need anything else to keep it real.
An emptiness rules at its core, a rottenness, a silence when one of you retires to bed without saying good night, when you eat together without conversation, when the phone's passed wordlessly to the other. An emptiness when every night you lie in the double bed, restlessly awake, astounded at how closely hate can nudge against love, can wind around it sinuously like a cat. An emptiness when you realize that the loneliest you've ever been is within a marriage, as a wife.
All love - love of children, love of parents, love of God or life - comes out of making physical love. Without the making of love there is no body to love anything.
No matter how hard you try to teach your cat general relativity, you're going to fail.
My cat's fully capable of speaking, but he says he's afraid of me turning it into a Kevin James vehicle.
Martina, she's got several layers of steel out there like a cat with nine lives. — © Virginia Wade
Martina, she's got several layers of steel out there like a cat with nine lives.
I have never known a cat that couldn't quiet me down just by walking slowly past my chair.
How do you summon up courage to dismiss a cat who is paying you a compliment of sitting on your lap?
In 'Cat on a Hot Tin Roof,' I couldn't take my eyes off Judith Anderson as Big Mama.
Ale is meat, drink and cloth; it will make a cat speak and a wise man dumb.
You use to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat, who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat.
You don't need to say any special incantation or sacrifice a stray cat or something first?
Poetry is like fish: if it's fresh, it's good; if it's stale, it's bad; and if you're not certain, try it on the cat.
It was on the corner of the street that he noticed the first sign of something peculiar - a cat reading a map.
Freedom and love go together. Love is not a reaction. If I love you because you love me, that is mere trade, a thing to be bought in the market; it is not love. To love is not to ask anything in return, not even to feel that you are giving something- and it is only such love that can know freedom.
Running a liberal paper is like feeding melted butter on the end of an awl to a wild cat. — © Oscar Ameringer
Running a liberal paper is like feeding melted butter on the end of an awl to a wild cat.
A cat can be trusted to purr when she is pleased, which is more than can be said for human beings.
Someone at Disney heard one of the records and called me in to do the sounds of Lucifer the Cat in Cinderella.
You were the kind of kid who couldn't see the difference between throwing rocks at a cat and setting it on fire.
I personally cannot watch horror films: I am a scaredy cat and scare incredibly easily.
The cat could very well be man's best friend but would never stoop to admitting it.
Love is not a relationship, love is a state of being; it has nothing to do with anybody else. One is not "in love", one is love. And of course when one is love, one is in love – but that is an outcome, a by-product, that is not the source. The source is that one is love.
A cat pours his body on the floor like water. It is restful just to see him.
Spay or neuter your dog or cat so our shelters don't fill at inexorable rates.
Talking about the past is like a cat's trying to explain climbing down a ladder.
I have found it is surprisingly difficult to remain sad when a cat is doing its level best to sandpaper one's cheeks.
I am still learning about love. I thought I understood it--not just mother love, but the love for one's parents, for one's husband, and for one's laotong. I've experienced the other types of love--pity love, respectful love and gratitude love. But looking at our secret fan with its messages written between Snow Flower and me over many years, I see that I didn't value the most important love--deep-heart love.
I want my office to be quiet. The loudest thing in the room - by far - should be the occasional purring of the cat.
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