The Cat Is Domestic Only As Far

Once A Female, Always A Female. Nature Is Not Always Infallible But She Always Abides By Her Mistakes.

I Hate Posterity - It's So Fond Of Having The Last Word.

The Cat Of The Slums And Alleys, Starved, Outcast, Harried, Still Keeps Amid The Prowlings Of Its Adversity The Bold, Free, Panther-tread With Which It Paced Of Yore The Temple Courts Of Thebes, Still Displays The Self-reliant Watchfulness Which Man Has Never Taught It To Lay Aside.

If He Had Unlimited Money At His Disposal, He Might Go Into The Wilds Somewhere And Shoot Big Game. I Never Know What The Big Game Have Done To Deserve It, But They Do Help To Deflect The Destructive Energies Of Some Of Our Social Misfits.

We All Know That Prime Ministers Are Wedded To The Truth, But Like Other Wedded Couples They Sometimes Live Apart.