Your Name Is A Golden Bell Hung

The Lady Amalthea Beckoned, And The Cat Wriggled All Over, Like A Dog, But He Would Not Come Near... She Was Offering Her Open Palm To The Crook-eared Cat, But He Stayed Where He Was, Shivering With The Desire To Go To Her"...[later, Molly Asked The Cat] "why Were You Afraid To Let Her Touch You? I Saw You. You Were Afraid Of Her." "if She Had Touched Me," He Said Very Softly, "i Would Have Been Hers And Not My Own, Not Ever Again. I Wanted Her To Touch Me But I Could Not Let Her. No Cat Will... The Price Is More Than A Cat Can Pay.

The Magician Was Studying Her Face With His Green Eyes. "your Face Is Wet," He Said Worriedly. "i Hope That's Spray. If You've Become Human Enough To Cry, Then No Magic In The World — Oh, It Must Be Spray. Come With Me. It Had Better Be Spray.

The Woman I Loved Died Because I Did Not Love Her Enough - What Greater Sin Is There Than That?" (uncle Chaim And Aunt Fifke And The Angel)

Take Me With You. For Laughs, For Luck, For The Unknown. Take Me With You.

I Am What I Am. I Would Tell You What You Want To Know If I Could, For You Have Been Kind To Me. But I Am A Cat, And No Cat Anywhere Ever Gave Anyone A Straight Answer.