Cats Are The Tigers Of Us Poor

I Was Born To Travel And Write Verse.

Fortune Loves To Give Bedroom Slippers To People With Wooden Legs, And Gloves To Those With No Hands.

I Am A Man For Whom The Outside World Exists.

It Is A Difficult Matter To Gain The Affection Of A Cat. He Is A Philosophical, Methodical Animal, Tenacious Of His Own Habits, Fond Of Order And Neatness, And Disinclined To Extravagant Sentiment. He Will Be Your Friend, If He Finds You Worthy Of Friendship, But Not Your Slave.

What I Write Is Not For Little Girls.