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To err is human
To purr, feline.
-Robert Byrne
 
 
 
 
How many times have I rested tired eyes on her graceful little body, curled
up in a ball and wrapped round with her tail like a parcel... If they are
content, their contentment is absolute; and our jaded wearied spirits find a
natural relief in the sight of creatures whose little cups of happiness can
be so easily filled to the brim.  
Purring in his sleep, Fletch stretches out his little black paws to touch my
hands, the claws withdrawn, just a gentle touch to assure him that I am
there beside him as he sleeps.  
If men and women would become more feline, indeed, I think it would prove
the salvation of the human race.  
 
 
Drowsing, they take the noble attitude of a great sphinx, who, in a desert
land, sleeps always, dreaming dreams that have no end.
-Charles Baudelaire
 
 
 
He shut his eyes while Saha [the cat] kept vigil, watching all the invisible
signs that hover over sleeping human beings when the light is put
out.  
It's an honor to paint cats.  
Painting cats is a question of genius.  
 
 
In these great days of tension, human beings can learn a great deal about
relaxation from watching a cat, who doesn't just lie down when it is time to
rest, but pours his body on the floor and rests in every nerve and
muscle.
-Murray Robinson
 
 
 
Perhaps it is because cats do not live by human patterns, do not fit
themselves into prescribed behavior, that they are so united to creative
people.  
My theory is that the writer senses a deep and profound kinship with the
cat.  
So I passed him some very good advice, that if you want to concentrate
deeply on some problem, and especially some piece of writing or paper-work,
you should acquire a cat. Alone with the cat in the room where you work, I
explained, the cat will invariably get up on your desk and settle placidly
under the desk lamp. The light from a lamp, I explained, gives a cat great
satisfaction. The cat will settle down and be serene, with a serenity that
passes all understanding. And the tranquility of the cat will gradually
come to affect you, sitting there at your desk, so that all the excitable
qualities that impede your concentration compose themselves and give your
mind back the self-command it has lost. You need not watch the cat all the
time. Its presence alone is enough. The effect of a cat on your
concentration is remarkable, very mysterious.  
 
 
Cats speak to poets in their natural tongue, and something profound and
untamed in us answers.
-Jean Burden
-Agnes Repplier
-William S. Burroughs
-Carl Van Vechten
-Colette
-Oliver Johnson
-Theophile Gautier
-Andre Norton
-Joyce Carol Oates
-Muriel Spark
 
 
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