“The eyes of a dog, the expression of a dog, the warmly wagging tail of a dog and the gloriously cold damp nose of a dog were in my opinion all God-given for one purpose only-to make complete fools of us human beings.”

I do not believe that a dog can be cured by a psychiatrist, but I think some owners could be helped by one.

I believe that animals have been talking to human beings ever since we were all made and put into this world.

The dog has an enviable mind; it remembers the nice things in life and quickly blots out the nasty.

When I breathe down my nose to say how do you do to a horse, it can hear that breath at anything up to twenty yards, for horses have the most acute sense of hearing.

There is nothing a pig loves more than a good bath, with a loofah and plenty of soap flakes … There is something delightfully lovable about a really clean pig, in clean yellow straw.

I have caught more ills from people sneezing over me and giving me virus infections than from kissing dogs.

Dogs aren’t born knowing what or what not to do; they only learn like children.

Dogs understand your moods and your thoughts, and if you are thinking unpleasant things about your dog, he will pick it up and be downhearted.

Animals are so much quicker in picking up our thoughts than we are in picking up theirs. I believe they must have a very poor opinion of the human race.

I can train any dog in 5 minutes. It’s training the owner that takes longer.

There is no such thing as a difficult dog, only an inexperienced owner.

one has to give a great deal of oneself to animals if one is to get the best out of them.

I can not impress on my readers too strongly the necessity to be firm but kind to a puppy. His idea of your authority is forming, and if he knows you give in on the slightest whimper, you are wacked for life.

Why abandon a seat in your own home to wander in vain through dusty regions of another land? If you make one false step, you miss what is right before your eyes.

Time is three eyes and eight elbows.

One more thing. I sold the mustang. Too conspicuous. Don’t get too excited, but i bought you a little something with the extra cash. I heard you’ve had your eye on a volkswagen. The owner is dropping it by tomorrow. I paid for a full tank of gas, so make sure she delivers.

‘How do you juggle it all?’ people constantly ask me, with an accusatory look in their eyes. ‘You’re screwing it all up, aren’t you?’ their eyes say.

I don’t have the body for this,” i quipped, lifting my chin to a voluptous woman nearby who shook her hips zealously to the beat. “no curves.” jev’s eyes held mine. “are you asking my opinion?

What is it with you today?” says Christina on the way to breakfast. Her eyes are still swollen from sleep and her tangled hair forms a fuzzy halo around her face.

The mountains clench their great hands full of hidden fire. There are sharks in the sea, and there is cruelty in men’s eyes.

She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes.