A black cat crossing your path signifies that the animal is going somewhere.
The hardest thing of all is to find a black cat in a dark room, especially if there is no cat.
Time spent with cats is never wasted.
In a cat's eye, all things belong to cats.
Animals like crows, owls or black cats are not ominous at all; it is the men's superstitious mind which is the inauspicious one!
Black cat or white cat: If it can catch mice, it's a good cat
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.
As anyone who has ever been around a cat for any length of time well knows, cats have enormous patience with the limitations of the human kind.
A black cat among roses, phlox, lilac-misted under a quarter moon, the sweet smells of heliotrope and night-scented stock. The garden is very still. It is dazed with moonlight, contented with perfume.
It doesn't matter if a cat is black or white, so long as it catches mice.
Religion is like a blind man looking in a black room for a black cat that isn't there, and finding it.
Actually, when I was little I even dreamed about riding a black cat.
A mathematician is a blind man in a dark room looking for a black cat which isn't there.
Supernatural perhaps...baloney, perhaps not!
No matter if it is a white cat or a black cat; as long as it can catch mice, it is a good cat.
Since I always go to work as Elvira, maybe a giant version of a cat. A black cat. I love cats and I think Elvira would look really good sitting on one.
Santa Claus was white and everything bad was black. The little ugly duckling was the black duck, and the black cat was the bad luck. And if I threaten you, I'm going to blackmail you.I said, 'Momma, why don't they call it 'whitemail'? They lie too.'
I'm like an eclipse on a Friday the 13th, With black cats and Haley's Comet, Blazin' blunts in my driveway.
A philosopher is a blind man in a dark room looking for a black cat that isn't there. A theologian is the man who finds it.
With the certitude of a true believer, Vellya Paapen had assured the twins that there was no such thing in the world as a black cat. He said that there were only black cat chaped holes in the universe.
Black cat, white cat, what does it matter as long as the cat catches mice?
His mother called such people ignorant and superstitious, but his father only shook his head slowly and puffed his pipe and said that sometimes old stories had a grain or two of truth in them and it was best not to take chances. It was why, he said, he crossed himself whenever a black cat crossed his path.
Theology is never any help; it is searching in a dark cellar at midnight for a black cat that isn't there. Theologians can persuade themselves of anything.
But worse things were about to be found in the bedroom: on the jeweller’s wife’s ottoman, in a casual pose, sprawled a third party- namely, a black cat of uncanny size, with a glass of vodka in one paw and a fork, on which he had managed to spear a pickled mushroom, in the other. , The Master and Magarita
Pounce had it easier than any of us. No one noticed a black cat in the street. He stopped here and there to sniff aught of interest. Wherever our Rat stopped, Pounce was there, close enough to see up the Rat's nose. I was so proud. Now there was a proper god, making himself useful! Since my thought might be deemed blasphemy, I said silent prayers to the Goddess and to Mithros. I begged forgiveness and asked them not to misunderstand. Since I wasn't blasted where I stood, I guess they forgave me, or they hadn't heard my blasphemy.
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