“What is the cat?” he exclaimed. “It is a corrective. God, having made the mouse, said, ‘I’ve made a blunder.’ And he made the cat. The cat is the erratum of the mouse. The mouse, plus the cat, Is the revised and corrected proof of creation.”
“The cat is obeying its blood instinct when it plays with the mouse! It's made that way.”
“The more the mouse pursues this line of of thought, the more it seems to him that the cat is a large, soft mouse.”
“Will you hold you tongue!' screamed the cat. 'Another word, and I devour you too!' And the poor little mouse, having "All-gone" on her tongue, out it came, and the cat leaped upon her and made an end of her. And that is the way of the world.”
“Not like cats ” cried the Mouse in a shrill passionate voice. “Would you like cats if you were me”
“He meant you no harm?" said Omoro. "He acted very friendly," said the old man, "but the cat always eats the mouse it plats with.”