Cat Literature

If you like to read and write, this page might appeal to you! Here, you will find quotes, poems, stories, and other pieces of writing about cats. 
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"Everything I know I learned from my cat: When you're hungry, eat. When you're tired, nap in a sunbeam. When you go to the vet's, pee on your owner."
- Gary Smith

"No matter how much cats fight, there always seems to be plenty of kittens."
- Abraham Lincoln


"Of all God's creatures, there is only one that cannot be made slave of the leash. That one is the cat. If man could be crossed with the cat it would improve the man, but it would deteriorate the cat." 
 ~Mark Twain 
   
"No amount of time can erase the memory of a good cat, and no amount of masking tape can ever totally remove his fur from your couch."
~Leo Dworken


"Time spent with cats is never wasted."
~Colette 


"The reason cats climb is so that they can look down on almost every other animal... it's also the reason they hate birds."
~K.C. Buffington 

"People who hate cats will come back as mice in their next life."
~Faith Resnick

"Dogs eat. Cats dine."
~Ann Taylor

"As every cat owner knows, nobody owns a cat."
~Ellen Perry Berkeley 


"Cats are like potato chips, no one can have just one."
~Unknown 


"There is no snooze button on a cat who wants breakfast."
~Unknown


"One cat just leads to another."
~Ernest Hemingway


"The cat has too much spirit to have no heart."
~Ernest Menaul


"Cats are smarter than dogs. You can't get eight cats to pull a sled through snow."
~Jeff Valdez



"Beware of people who dislike cats."
~Irish Proverb





"The smallest feline is a masterpiece."
~Leonardo da Vinci   

"If animals could speak, the dog would be a blundering outspoken fellow, but the cat would have the rare grace of never saying a word too much."
~Mark Twain
 

"Every life should have nine cats."
~Anonymous

"A cat's hearing apparatus is built to allow the human voice to easily go in one ear and out the other."
~Stephen Baker

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As the cat
climbed over
the top of

the jamcloset
first the right
forefoot

carefully
then the hind
stepped down
into the pit of
the empty
flowerpot 

That was written by William Carlos Williams
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The Tyger

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare sieze the fire?

And what shoulder, and what art.
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? and what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dead grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears,
And water'd heaven with their tears,
Did He smile His work to see?
Did He who made the lamb make thee?

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

That was "The Tyger": Written by William Blake
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The Cat In The Kitchen

Have you heard about the boy who walked by
The black water? I won't say much more.
Let's wait a few years. It wanted to be entered.
Sometimes a man walks by a pond, and a hand
Reaches out and pulls him in.

There was no
Intention, exactly. The pond was lonely, or needed
Calcium, bones would do. What happened then?

It was a little like the night wind, which is soft,
And moves slowly, sighing like an old woman
In her kitchen late at night, moving pans
About, lighting a fire, making some food for the cat.

That was "The Cat In The Kitchen": Written by Robert Bly
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The Cat And The Moon


The cat went here and there
And the moon spun round like a top,
And the nearest kin of the moon,
The creeping cat, looked up.
Black Minnaloushe stared at the moon,
For, wander and wail as he would,
The pure cold light in the sky
Troubled his animal blood.
Minnaloushe runs in the grass
Lifting his delicate feet.
Do you dance, Minnaloushe, do you dance?
When two close kindred meet.
What better than call a dance?
Maybe the moon may learn,
Tired of that courtly fashion,
A new dance turn.
Minnaloushe creeps through the grass
From moonlit place to place,
The sacred moon overhead
Has taken a new phase.
Does Minnaloushe know that his pupils
Will pass from change to change,
And that from round to crescent,
From crescent to round they range?
Minnaloushe creeps through the grass
Alone, important and wise,
And lifts to the changing moon
His changing eyes. 

That was "The Cat And The Moon": Written by William Butler Yeats 
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Excerpt From "Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats"
Part of "MACAVITY: THE MYSTERY CAT"


Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity,
He's broken every human law, he breaks the law of gravity.
His powers of levitation would make a fakir stare,
And when you reach the scene of crime--Macavity's not there!
You may seek him in the basement, you may look up in the air--
But I tell you once and once again, Macavity's not there!

Macavity's a ginger cat, he's very tall and thin;
You would know him if you saw him, for his eyes are sunken in.
His brow is deeply lined with thought, his head is highly domed;
His coat is dusty from neglect, his whiskers are uncombed.
He sways his head from side to side, with movements like a snake;
And when you think he's half asleep, he's always wide awake.

That was" Excerpt From "Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats" Part of "MACAVITY: THE MYSTERY CAT": Written by T. S. Eliot
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