Like all pure creatures, cats are practical.

The cat does not offer services. The cat offers itself.

A cat's rage is beautiful, burning with pure cat flame, all its hair standing up and crackling blue sparks, eyes blazing and sputtering.

The cat does not offer services. The cat offers itself. Of course he wants care and shelter. You don't buy love for nothing.

Cat hate reflects an ugly, stupid, loutish, bigoted spirit. There can be no compromise with this Ugly Spirit.

We are the cats inside. We are the cats who cannot walk alone, and for us there is only one place.

The future belongs to those who are building brands now, for they will be sought-after.

Like our attitude to love, truth and goodness, we seem to be confident about knowing what beauty is - certain, even dogmatic - until we think hard about the idea, whereupon all confidence flies away.

The most dangerous strategy is to jump a chasm in two leaps.

The problem of defining exactly what is meant by the signal velocity, which cropped up as long ago as 1907, has not been solved.

Going through puberty as a young girl is so confusing. This monster invades your body, changes things and makes things grow, and no one tells you what's going on.

***A Last note from your narrator*** I am haunted by humans.

We dare not forget, lest we become a nation that does not only not know its roots but where it’s going

What happens at the beginning of any creative process? Nothing! Creativity requires that we create space and wait for something to emerge.

A lot of, a big problems that people have nowadays is that they can't stand moments of no stimulation in their life so they're constantly lurking, looking for entertainment, video games.

In the city, a lot of crime happens, a lot of violence happens from time to time.