„When a man loves cats, I am his friend and comrade, without further introduction.“

—  Mark Twain

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American author and humorist 1835 - 1910

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„Alone am I, and alone I wish to be;
Alone my sweet love has left me.
Alone am I, without friend or mate,
Alone am I, mournful and angry.“

—  Christine de Pizan Italian French late medieval author 1365 - 1430

Seulete suy et seulete vueil estre,
Seulete m'a mon doulz ami laissiée,
Seulete suy, sanz compaignon ne maistre,
Seulette suy, dolente et courrouciée.
Cent Balades, no. 11, line 1; Maurice Roy (ed.) Œuvres Poétiques de Christine de Pisan (1886) vol. 1, p. 12. Translation from Aliki Barnstone & Willis Barnstone (eds.) A Book of Women Poets from Antiquity to Now (1980) p. 203.

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„Now I am not a cat man, but a dog man, and all felines can tell this at a glance — a sharp, vindictive glance.“

—  James Thurber American cartoonist, author, journalist, playwright 1894 - 1961

"My Senegalese Birds and Siamese Cats", Holiday Magazine; reprinted in Lanterns & Lances (1961).
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„Pete's my best friend, I was the best man at his wedding, I love that man to death. I'd take a bullet for him.“

—  Patrick Stump American musician 1984

AbsolutePunk.net, Patrick Stump, Part 2 - 10.13.08

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„I am glad you have a Cat, but I do not believe it is So remarkable a cat as My Cat.“

—  T.S. Eliot, book Four Quartets

Letter to his godson, Thomas Erle Faber (January 1931) as quoted in "T.S. Eliot's Private Letters To Faber Publishing Family To Be Sold" at World Collector's Net http://www.worldcollectorsnet.com/news/newstories/news736.html (12 August 2005)
Source: Four Quartets
Context: I am glad you have a Cat, but I do not believe it is So remarkable a cat as My Cat. My Cat is a Lilliecat Hubvously. What a lilliecat it is. There never was such a Lilliecat. Its Name is JELLYORUM and its one Idea is to be Usefull!!

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„I will write the evangel-poem of comrades and of love.“

—  Walt Whitman, Starting from Paumanok

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„I love my enemies, but am hell on my friends.“

—  Ammon Hennacy American Christian radical 1893 - 1970

[The Book of Ammon, 1970, Hennacy, 205]

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„Life and literature is a question of what one thrills to, and further than that no man shall ever go without putting his foot in a turd.“

—  Philip Larkin English poet, novelist, jazz critic and librarian 1922 - 1985

Letter to J.B.Sutton, 21 December 1942

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„When I play with my cat, who knows if I am not a pastime to her more than she is to me?“

—  Michel De Montaigne, book Essays

Quand je me joue à ma chatte, qui sait si elle passe son temps de moi, plus que je ne fais d'elle.
Book II, Ch. 12
The 1595 edition adds: “We entertain each other with reciprocal monkey tricks. If I have my time to begin or to refuse, so has she hers.” As quoted in Jacques Derrida, The Animal That Therefore I Am https://books.google.it/books?id=y8Drc-QghEIC&pg=PT21, trans. David Wills, Fordham University Press, 2008.
Essais (1595), Book II

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„The fallen angel becomes a malignant devil. Yet even that enemy of God and man had friends and associates in his desolation; I am alone.“

—  Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, Frankenstein, or the Modern Prometheus

The monster to Robert Walton
Source: Frankenstein (1818)
Context: I was nourished with high thoughts of honour and devotion. But now crime has degraded me beneath the meanest animal. No guilt, no mischief, no malignity, no misery, can be found comparable to mine. When I run over the frightful catalogue of my sins, I cannot believe that I am the same creature whose thoughts were once filled with sublime and transcendent visions of the beauty and the majesty of goodness. But it is even so; the fallen angel becomes a malignant devil. Yet even that enemy of God and man had friends and associates in his desolation; I am alone.
Context: I seek not a fellow feeling in my misery. No sympathy may I ever find. When I first sought it, it was the love of virtue, the feelings of happiness and affection with which my whole being overflowed, that I wished to be participated. But now that virtue has become to me a shadow, and that happiness and affection are turned into bitter and loathing despair, in what should I seek for sympathy? I am content to suffer alone while my sufferings shall endure; when I die, I am well satisfied that abhorrence and opprobrium should load my memory. Once my fancy was soothed with dreams of virtue, of fame, and of enjoyment. Once I falsely hoped to meet with beings who, pardoning my outward form, would love me for the excellent qualities which I was capable of unfolding. I was nourished with high thoughts of honour and devotion. But now crime has degraded me beneath the meanest animal. No guilt, no mischief, no malignity, no misery, can be found comparable to mine. When I run over the frightful catalogue of my sins, I cannot believe that I am the same creature whose thoughts were once filled with sublime and transcendent visions of the beauty and the majesty of goodness. But it is even so; the fallen angel becomes a malignant devil. Yet even that enemy of God and man had friends and associates in his desolation; I am alone.

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