There is the little matter of disposal of droppings in which the cat is far ahead of its rivals. The dog is somehow thrilled by what he or any of his friends have produced, hates to leave it, adores smelling… — Paul Gallico Copy Share Image
“No one has ever been able to discover how they make this subtle sound, and what is more, no one ever will. It is… — Paul Gallico Copy Share Image
It is the custom to sneer at the modern apartment-house, television, big-city Christmas, with its commercial taint . . . office parties, artificial .… — Paul Gallico Copy Share Image
It is only when you open your veins and bleed onto the page a little that you establish contact with your reader. If you… — Paul Gallico Copy Share Image
One is always seeking the touchstone that will dissolve one's deficiencies as a person and as a craftsman. And one is always bumping up… — Paul Gallico Copy Share Image
“Hers was the bliss of one who knew that at last she was off upon the adventure at the end of which lay her… — Paul Gallico Copy Share Image
Everything a cat is and does physically is to me beautiful, lovely, stimulating, soothing, attractive and an enchantment. — Paul Gallico Copy Share Image
“The setting sun had turned the blue sky a brilliant orange, then soft pink merging to pearl; the plum velvet of night had come… — Paul Gallico Copy Share Image
When two people loved each other they worked together always, two against the world, a little company. Joy was shared; trouble was split. You… — Paul Gallico Copy Share Image
“And when the sun sets...then the night magic spreads out above your head; worlds and universes a-borning and a-dying—stars and planets and galaxies. And… — Paul Gallico Copy Share Image
You learn eventually that, while there are no villains, there are no heroes either. And until you make the final discovery that there are… — Paul Gallico Copy Share Image
