Pete The Cat Quotes

The moral of Pete's story is: No matter what you step in, keep walking along and singing your song. Because it's all good." Pete the Cat I Love My White Shoes

Did Pete cry? Goodness no. Buttons come, and buttons go.

I'm rockin' in my school shoes ... because it's all good!

I guess it simply goes to show that stuff will come and stuff will go. But do we cry? Goodness, NO! We keep on singing.

Pete and me are pretty sure she's a witch, like old Gussie Jetherell, just down from us-- through she definitely is. She's got lots of cats, and that's a sign.

Out in the stone-pile the toad squatted with its glowing jewel-eyes and, maybe, its memories. I don't know if you'll admit a toad could have memories. But I don't know, either, if you'll admit there was once witchcraft in America. Witchcraft doesn't sound sensible when you think of Pittsburgh and subways and movie houses, but the dark lore didn't start in Pittsburgh or Salem either; it goes away back to dark olive groves in Greece and dim, ancient forests in Brittany and the stone dolmens of Wales. All I'm saying, you understand, is that the toad was there, under its rocks, and inside the shack Pete was stretching on his hard bed like a cat and composing himself to sleep. ("Before I Wake...")

Treasure is no fun if you can't share it with your friends.

He held up a DVD in a blue cardboard envelope, which bore Pete’s distinctive scrawl. “Can’t believe the technology.” “If I have a good Christmas I’ll buy myself a DVD player. Still have a year of car payments left.” She paused. “Prices keep coming down.

I close my eyes for a moment and open my inner eye. I stare at Pete, and the thing in his arms. Human. Cat. Human. Cat. No doubled vision: it's a cat, singular. A solitary diurnal ambush hunter with good hearing and binocular vision, and a predilection for biting the neck of its prey in half while disemboweling it with the scythe-like claws on its hind legs. Basically it's a velociraptor with a fur coat and an outsize sense of entitlement.

Of course L has not been reading the Odyssey the whole time. The pushchair is also loaded with White Fang, VIKING!, Tar-Kutu: Dog of the Frozen North, Marduk: Dog of the Mongolian Steppes, Pete: Black Dog of the Dakota, THE CARNIVORES, THE PREDATORS, THE BIG CATS and The House at Pooh Corner. For the past few days he has also been reading White Fang for the third time. Sometimes we get off the train and he runs up and down the platform. Sometimes he counts up to 100 or so in one or more languages while eyes glaze up and down the car. Still he has been reading the Odyssey enough for a straw poll of Circle Line opinion on the subject of small children & Greek. Amazing: 7 Far too young: 10 Only pretending to read it: 6 Excellent idea as etymology so helpful for spelling: 19 Excellent idea as inflected languages so helpful for computer programming: 8 Excellent idea as classics indispensable for understanding of English literature: 7 Excellent idea as Greek so helpful for reading New Testament, camel through eye of needle for example mistranslation of very similar word for rope: 3 Terrible idea as study of classical languages embedded in educational system productive of divisive society: 5 Terrible idea as overemphasis on study of dead languages directly responsible for neglect of sciences and industrial decline and uncompetitiveness of Britain: 10 Stupid idea as he should be playing football: 1 Stupid idea as he should be studying Hebrew & learning about his Jewish heritage: 1 Marvellous idea as spelling and grammar not taught in schools: 24 (Respondents: 35; Abstentions: 1,000?) Oh, & almost forgot: Marvellous idea as Homer so marvellous in Greek: 0 Marvellous idea as Greek such as marvellous language: 0 Oh & also: Marvellous idea but how did you teach it to a child that young: 8

you reckon it could have been Pete?” I glanced off to the east and saw Pete basking in the sun beside the garden gate. He was purring and washing himself, which means that he was spitting in his paw and wiping the spit over his face. That’s the way a cat takes a bath. I take tremendous pride in my personal appearance. I cultivate a rich, manly smell. I bathe regularly, in the sewer. Now, let’s look at Pete. He takes spit-baths. Has anyone ever seen him in the sewer? No sir. But has Sally May ever referred to him as a stinking cat? No sir. So there you are, and that’s one of two dozen reasons why I hate cats and Pete in particular. I had to get that off my chest. Now, where was I? “Well, Drover, we’ve broken

Pete, it doesn't matter how you move as long as you are being you.

I eyed them for a long moment, mildly disappointed that not one of them commented on my dress. It had pockets, for Pete’s sake. And I had straightened my hair. Agatha was right, the guys were heathens. With bad-eyesight and poor skills of observation.

Nete Pete and the Killer Forest "Blah-blah-blah. You're the superhero. I'm the princess. Save me." Tree of Knowledge "Feed me. Preposterous. How could someone feed a book?" Adventures Wanted "'Fishing is boring.' 'Do you fish in Davy Jones' Locker? Have you everheard of the Kraken?'" Can You Swim? "Blood stained her desk seat from a coming of age secret. Her classmates taunted her from that moment on." Smoke Legend "Crackles of warmth from the blaze shifted light across the merchant's face. The young boy held fast to his father's knee. Enticing legends began to breathe." Hunting Cabin "Perle, ghosts don't exist. Unless you count the deer we're going to bag." Red Cap "'Wait,' cried Polka, 'By Wutan! Devour me and no future roe will favor your blows!'" Cat Run "She held out a pair of stockings with a run in one leg. 'What dove did you skin these off of?'" Laura DeGrave "Popcorn Krunchers Shorts with Bite

Nete Pete and the Killer Forest "Blah-blah-blah. You're the superhero. I'm the princess. Save me." Tree of Knowledge "Feed me. Preposterous. How could someone feed a book?" Adventures Wanted "'Fishing is boring.' 'Do you fish in Davy Jones' Locker? Have you ever heard of the Kraken?'" Can You Swim? "Blood stained her desk seat from a coming of age secret. Her classmates taunted her from that moment on." Smoke Legend "Crackles of warmth from the blaze shifted light across the merchant's face. The young boy held fast to his father's knee. Enticing legends began to breathe." Hunting Cabin "Perle, ghosts don't exist. Unless you count the deer we're going to bag." Red Cap "'Wait,' cried Polka, 'By Wutan! Devour me and no future roe will favor your blows!'" Cat Run "She held out a pair of stockings with a run in one leg. 'What dove did you skin these off of?'" Laura DeGrave "Popcorn Krunchers Shorts with Bite