© Andrés Seoane

© Anders Petersen

Lionel Lindsay (1874-1961)

Jules Verne

"I believe cats to be spirits come to earth. A cat, I am sure, could walk on a cloud without coming through."

Frøya loves Simon's Cat

© Despina Paramani

Godzilla Cat

Photographer unknown | Thanks to Jane Millett

Simon's Cat | Christmas Presence (Part 1)

© Ge Zhang | Toxoplasmosis (2)

Frøya the Cat & the Mysterious Rotating Machine

© Despina Paramani

Sonic Youth - She is not alone

© Ge Zhang | Toxoplasmosis (1)

English superstition

A cat sleeping with all four paws tucked under means cold weather ahead. 

Midnight Juggernauts | Systematic

After the rain | Ümran İnceoğlu

Thanks to Afrodidi Papadouli

© Saul Steinberg

Cats, 1950

© Kalua K Krynska

Thanks to Emmanuelle Guillouet

Dj Cat

Photographer unknown | Thanks to Elena Sokie

© Aleksey Bedny

Thanks to Panos Michail

The boys and the cat

Photographer unknown | Thanks to Little G.

Sylvia Plath | Ella Mason And Her Eleven Cats

Old Ella Mason keeps cats, eleven at last count,

In her ramshackle house off Somerset Terrace;
People make queries
On seeing our neighbor's cat-haunt,
Saying: ‘Something's addled in a woman who accommodates
That many cats.’

Rum and red-faced as a water-melon, her voice
Long gone to wheeze and seed, Ella Mason
For no good reason
Plays hostess to Tabby, Tom and increase,
With cream and chicken-gut feasting the palates
Of finical cats.

Village stories go that in olden days
Ella flounced about, minx-thin and haughty,
A fashionable beauty,
Slaying the dandies with her emerald eyes;
Now, run to fat, she's a spinster whose door shuts
On all but cats.

Once we children sneaked over to spy Miss Mason
Napping in her kitchen paved with saucers.
On antimacassars
Table-top, cupboard shelf, cats lounged brazen,
One gruff-timbred purr rolling from furred throats:
Such stentorian cats!

With poke and giggle, ready to skedaddle,
We peered agog through the cobwebbed door
Straight into yellow glare
Of guardian cats crouched round their idol,
While Ella drowsed whiskered with sleek face, sly wits:
Sphinx-queen of cats.

‘Look! there she goes, Cat-Lady Mason!’
We snickered as she shambled down Somerset Terrace
To market for her dearies,
More mammoth and blowsy with every season;
‘Miss Ella's got loony from keeping in cahoots
With eleven cats.’

But now turned kinder with time, we mark Miss Mason
Blinking green-eyed and solitary
At girls who marry—
Demure ones, lithe ones, needing no lesson
That vain jades sulk single down bridal nights,
Accurst as wild-cats.

Cat-like

Roland Carré for special edition of Chi Chis magazine, 1951
via Foxes in Breeches

Photographer unknown

Little Monster #2

© Despina Paramani

© Daido Moriyama

via Foxes in Breeches

© Daido Moriyama

via Foxes in Breeches

© Daido Moriyama

via Foxes in Breeches

Maya Deren with black cat.

Portrait of Maya Deren with black cat, entitled 'Voodoo Authority' Published in New York Times reporter Gay Talese’s “New York, A Serendipiter’s Journey”, 1961.

Jacques Derrida

"Does a cat dream? Does it think? If so, in what language?"

Jacques Derrida & Cat

Photographer unknown

Math Cat

Cute Cat Monster

More Cat Monsters at Wall To Watch

Guys Can Be Cat Ladies Too

Thanks to Andrés Seoane

M. C. Escher

Woodcuts, 1919

Carl Van Vechten

"There is, indeed, no single quality of the cat that man could not emulate to his advantage."

© Itaru Hirama

via Foxes in Breeches

Cecil Beaton & Cat

Photographer  unknown

Choupette Lagerfeld

© Yuichi Hibi | Neco

“It seems to me that cats never like to depend on anything. When they are tired, they sleep. When they want to eat, they cry. And when they want to have sex, they just do it… In Japan, we say, ‘Before cats die, they disappear from their owner.’ Cats are very hidden, mysterious, and proud. I often feel they know how to make me take pictures of them, and they reveal what’s inside.”

via Foxes in Breeches