It was not I who was teaching my cat to gather rosebuds, but she who was teaching me. — Irving Townsend Copy Share Image
Another cat? Perhaps. For love there is also a season; its seeds must be resown. But a family cat is not replaceable like a… — Irving Townsend Copy Share Image
It was not I who was teaching my cat to gather rosebuds, but she who was teaching me. — Irving Townsend Copy Share Image
We who choose to surround ourselves with lives even more temporary than our own, live within a fragile circle; easily and often breached. Unable… — Irving Townsend Copy Share Image
Unlike us, cats never outgrow their delight in cat capacities, nor do they settle finally for limitations. Cats, I think, live out their lives… — Irving Townsend Copy Share Image
No one shall deny me my own conclusions, nor my cat her reflective purr. — Irving Townsend Copy Share Image
