The Cat Is A Dilettante In Fur.

Once [a Cat] Has Given Its Love, What Absolute Confidence, What Fidelity Of Affection!

The Years I Have Squandered In Puerile Excitement, In Going Hither And Thither, In Seeking To Force Nature And Time, I Ought To Have Spent In Solitude And Meditation, In Endeavoring To Make Myself Worthy Of Being Loved.

Critical Lice Are Like Body Lice, Which Desert Corpses To Seek The Living.

What Well-bred Woman Would Refuse Her Heart To A Man Who Had Just Saved Her Life? Not One; And Gratitude Is A Short Cut Which Speedily Leads To Love.

There Is Nothing Truly Beautiful But That Which Can Never Be Of Any Use Whatsoever; Everything Useful Is Ugly, For It Is The Expression Of Some Need, And Man's Needs Are Ignoble And Disgusting Like His Own Poor And Infirm Nature. The Most Useful Place In A House Is The Water-closet.