“She crouched with her hand out. What the hell was she doing…
"Here, kitty, kitty, kitty."
Oh my God, she was retarded and I was going to kill Jim.”

“What kind of a woman greets the Beast Lord with 'here, kitty, kitty'?”

“It's how you get rid of cats. You get a 500-pound parakeet and teach it to say, "Here, kitty kitty kitty."”

“That Kitty was capable of any deep grief was unbelievable. He had gradually grown to think of her as something unapproachable and callous. She would get a divorce, of course, and eventually she would marry again. He began to consider this. Whom would she marry? He laughed bitterly, stopped; a picture flashed before him — of Kitty's arms around some man whose face he could not see, of Kitty's lips pressed close to other lips in what was surely: passion.”

“What the hell kind of name is Kitty for a werewolf?”

“I crouched on the beam. The bunnycat shivered less than a foot away.
"Here… " Bunny? Kitty? "Here, cute creature thing… Don't be scared.”

“Oh, I used to lie all the time as a kid." I didn't think of it as lying, though. I thought of it as playing make-believe. I told Kitty she was adopted and her real family was in a traveling circus. It's why she took up gymnastics.”

“Willow: Tell me a story.
Tara: Okay. Once upon a time, there was, um… a kitty. She was very little, and she was all alone, and nobody wanted her.
Willow: This is a very upsetting story.”

“The only thing that was sort of Asian [as a role model] was Hello Kitty. I don't want to model myself after Hello Kitty.”

“Oh you’re heist-drunk Kitty Kat. And you have been since the Henley.”