Jim Butcher Quotes

The cat: an animal that's so unpredictable, you can never tell in advance how it will ignore you the next time.

Besides, you're a cat. It's your nature to think you're the center of the universe.

Cats are narcissistic. Their needs come before ours. They don't understand the word "No." They carry themselves with that aloof, arrogant sense of perpetual entitlement, they will jump up and insinuate themselves wherever they please--on your lap, on your newspaper, on your computer keyboard--and they really couldn't care less how their behavior affects the people in their lives. I've had boyfriends like this; who needs such behavior in a housepet?

I think all cats are wild. They only act tame if there´s a saucer of milk in it for them.

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

The cat jumps up on the bed and tries to get onto my head. It's his way of telling whether or not i'm dead. If i'm not, he wants to be scratched; if i am - he'll think of something

Cats will amusingly tolerate humans only until someone comes up with a tin opener that can be operated with a paw.

You don't take your cat with you to go bird shopping. Not because the cat isn't polite, but because he's a cat.

Maurice watched them argue again. Humans, eh? Think they're lords of creation. Not like us cats. We know we are. Ever see a cat feed a human? Case proven.

Cats are unpredictable because they're wild and domestic at the same time. Watching a cat's behavior is like a small window into the wild.

Dogs want only love but cats demand worship.

The banker rubs his nose, thinking of his cat stalking something on the lawn.

In my next life I want to be a cat. To sleep 20 hours a day and wait to be fed. To sit around licking my ass.

You know how it is with cats: They don't really have owners, they have staff.

The cat wrinkled its nose and managed to look unimpressed. "Calling cats," it confided, "tends to be a rather overrated activity. Might as well call a whirlwind.

Dogs own space and cats own time.

Cats don't need to be possessed; they're evil on their own.

When addressed, a Gentleman Cat does not move a muscle. He looks as if he hasn't heard.

Cats, I always think, only jump into your lap to check if you are cold enough, yet, to eat.

Every cat knows some things need to be buried.

The cat is domestic only as far as suits its own ends.

On the other hand, I think cats have Asperger's. Like me, they're very smart. And like me, sometimes they simply need to be left alone.

I have a cat, the pet that ranks just above a throw pillow in terms of required responsibility.

People who don't like cats haven't been around them. There's the old joke: dogs have masters, cats have staff.

For all cats have this particularity, each and every one, from the meanest alley sneaker to the proudest, whitest she that ever graced a pontiff's pillow — we have our smiles, as it were, painted on. Those small, cool, quite Mona Lisa smiles that smile we must, no matter whether it's been fun or it's been not. So all cats have a politician's air; we smile and smile and so they think we're villains