High Art Alone Is Eternal And The

Sooner Barbarity Than Boredom.

If You Are Worthy Of Its Affection, A Cat Will Be Your Friend But Never Your Slave.

Those Horses Must Have Been Spanish Jennets, Born Of Mares Mated With A Zephyr; For They Went As Swiftly As The Wind, And The Moon, Which Had Risen At Our Departure To Give Us Light, Rolled Through The Sky Like A Wheel Detached From Its Carriage.

Yes, The Work Comes Out More Beautiful From A Material That Resists The Process, Verse, Marble, Onyx, Or Enamel.

[a Cat] Will Make Itself The Companion Of Your Hours Of Work, Of Loneliness, Or Of Sadness.