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

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 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.

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.

The joke of it all is that you are looking from your true nature right now without knowing it. If you would stop being fascinated with the contents of your mind, you would experience what I am saying.

He thought: How difficult it is to explain yourself to yourself. Sometimes there only is, and no knowing.

I don’t know all the reasons for these achievements, but I know that I love what I do and I have never wanted to rest on my laurels.

Living is a form of not being sure, not knowing what next or how. The moment you know how, you begin to die a little.

There is a danger one has to really be knowing much more because you can’t be too narrow on science.

Relaxing into not knowing is almost like surrendering into a big, comfortable chair; you just fall into a field of possibility.

When you rest deeply in the Unknown without trying to escape, your experience becomes very vast. As the experience of the Unknown deepens, your boundaries begin to dissolve. You realize, not just intellectually but on a deep level, that you have no idea who or what you are.

Learn to drink the cup of life as it comes.