Quotes About Cats Eyes

#1. Like cats' eyes gleaming in the gloom, the precious diamonds rest.

Robert B. Leighton

#2. He marvelled at the fact that the cats had two holes cut in their fur at precisely the spot where their eyes were.

Georg C. Lichtenberg

#3. He looked up at the stars as the storm closed in and saw them extinguished, one-by-one, until just two remained. They glimmered and shone through gaps in the clouds like two great eyes in the darkness, burning on a demon's face that chased him across the sea.

Brooke Burgess

#4. All cats can see futures, and see echoes of the past. We can watch the passage of creatures from the infinity of now, from all the worlds like ours, only fractionally different. And we follow them with our eyes, ghost things, and the humans see nothing.

Neil Gaiman

#5. Who can believe that there is no soul behind those luminous eyes?

Theophile Gautier

#6. Tybalt's what we call 'Cait Sidhe' - the fairy cats. Which explains the attitude. And the eyes."

"Meow," said Tybalt, deadpan.

Seanan McGuire

#7. Dewey sent him, I thought, when I saw those eyes.

Vicki Myron

#8. Cats always seem so very wise, when staring with their half-closed eyes. Can they be thinking, I'll be nice, and maybe she will feed me twice?

Bette Midler

#9. I'm not scared of anything. But cats ... ' He blew out a puff of air and shook his head. Those soulless eyes. That depraved indifference. Cats are evil, dude.

Gina Damico

#10. I put contact lenses in my dog's eyes. They had little pictures of cats on them. Then I took one out and he ran around in circles.

Steven Wright

#11. Through all this horror my cat stalked unperturbed. Once I saw him monstrously perched atop a mountain of bones, and wondered at the secrets that might lie behind his yellow eyes.

H.P. Lovecraft

#12. Jaypaw narrowed his eyes. I'm not as blind as you think.

Erin Hunter

#13. I just happened to be in the neighborhood, walking my dog ... " This was sounding lame. "Several miles from my home,in the middle of the night,in the snow.And I found myself in your backyard."
His eyes flew open. "With the cats?"
"If that's what you call them.

Jennifer Echols

#14. His eyes went to predatory mode, following my every movement. The gold flecks in his eyes gleamed.
I was going to have to burn him again. I could see it in his eyes.
Were-cats and their constant need to poke and bat at things.

Kenya Wright

#15. Ty rested his hand on Zane's chest again and closed his eyes. Zane turned his head with infinite care and kissed Ty's forehead.
Wesson gave him a warning growl.
"Mine," Zane told the cat.

Abigail Roux

#16. Brambleclaw turned to Squirrelflight first. "Will you fight beside me?"
Their eyes met for a long moment. "Always," she meowed.

Erin Hunter

#17. Three young cats with starlight in their eyes and the whisper of ancient wind in their fur.
-Rock, Cats of the Clans

Erin Hunter

#18. When the tea is brought at five o'clock
And all the neat curtains are drawn with care,
The little black cat with bright green eyes
Is suddenly purring there.

Harold Monro

#19. Jesus, she called her cat "Mr. Purrsie Purrs." Colt didn't know much about cats but he knew hers wasn't a stupid one and if the damn thing understood English and recognized this affront to his dignity he'd scratch her eyes out.

Kristen Ashley

#20. They live, we sleep, we starve, they eat. You must comply with their deceit, don't trust the wolves to guard the sheep. They'll colonize when you close your eyes into a superpower that will never die.

Trevor D. Richardson

#21. Montalbano and Valente seemed not to have heard him, looking as if their minds were elsewhere. But in fact they were paying very close attention, like cats that, keeping their eyes closed as if asleep, are actually counting the stars.

Andrea Camilleri

#22. Majid gave me a brief dazzling golden stare and then half-lidded his eyes again. I know when my life is being threatened.

Robin McKinley

#23. Jason looked down at her with smoldering eyes in a taciturn face. "You'll have to do something about Mumbles before we come back for Thanksgiving, Gracie," he told her quietly. "Kittie's allergic to cats.

Diana Palmer

#24. Curiosity killed the cat," Fesgao remarked, his dark eyes unreadable.
Aly rolled her eyes. Why did everyone say that to her? "People always forget the rest of the saying," she complained. "'And satisfaction brought it back.

Tamora Pierce

#25. Rouen shone in dark sunlight and a storm swept it away from my eyes and churned up the broad river with waves which pounced up like cats as our train drew out of the arches of the bridge.

Sylvia Townsend Warner

#26. A cat's rage is beautiful, burning with pure cat flame, all its hair standing up and crackling blue sparks, eyes blazing and sputtering.

William S. Burroughs

#27. Cats, for the most part, seem indifferent to human activities that do not revolve around their needs and wants. They all but roll their eyes at the owners who expect their cats to do things for them.

Joyce Jillson

#28. The Life Coach with Too Many Cats
My new life coach said, "Make sure you learn one new thing every day."
Before our session, I averaged learning at least two new thing every day.
Not only did her cats make my eyes itchy, that bitch made me stupid.

Beryl Dov

#29. She marched toward the door, and as she did so she raised her wand. From the tip burst three silver cats with spectacle markings around their eyes. The Patronuses ran sleekly ahead, filling the spiral staircase with silvery light, as Professor McGonagall, Harry, and Luna hurried back down.

J.K. Rowling

#30. I wish you could see the two cats drowsing side by side in a Victorian nursing chair, their paws, their ears, their tails complementarily adjusted, their blue eyes blinking open on a single thought of when I shall remember it's their supper time. They might have been composed by Bach for two flutes.

Sylvia Townsend Warner

#31. Cats act with their eyes. They are the small, silent film actors of their time, and they are vastly underrated.

Jenny Lawson

#32. We are becoming like cats, slyly parasitic, enjoying an indifferent domesticity. Nice and snug in the social, our historic passions have withdrawn into the glow of an artificial coziness, and our half-closed eyes now seek little other than the peaceful parade of television pictures.

Jean Baudrillard

#33. Aubrey, crouching on a nearby counter, watched me with squinty eyes, apparently pondering why anyone would willingly immerse themselves in water ever, let alone for extended periods of time.

Richelle Mead

#34. His friends he loved. His direst earthly foe - Cats-I believe he did but feign to hate. My hand will miss the insinuated nose, Mine eyes the tail that wagged contempt at Fate.

William Watson