“...at morning, I'm unruffled - I'll sit with my tea and Muse Cat beside me and listen to the soft chime of the grandfather clock...”

“...why is my cat a Muse? the cat has the rare grace of never saying a word too much― Mark Twain ...that's why ...”

“...today there are bars of light on the rug, but Muse Cat prefers his tomato box where he can dream in private...”

“...you can be angry and silent, but it's no use - there's no distance in the spirit - besides, my words touch you more softly than my hands...”

“...the wind has a purpose - to rattle the window panes, disturb the cat and make me miss you ...”

“...who is the hunchback in my comic opera, but me? I'm crippled on the inside and unable to make the gestures of love...”

“...with you, I'm always on the verge - feeling dizzy like looking at waves - and you, my Love, make me tipsy...”