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| The one absolutely unselfish friend that man can have in this selfish world, the one that never deserts him, the one that never proves ungrateful or treacherous, is his dog....He will kiss the hand that has no food to offer; he will lick the wounds and sores that come in encounter with the roughness of the world... When all other friends desert, he remains. . . . . . . . . . . |
George G. Vest |
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| Near this spot are deposited the remains of one who possessed Beuaty without Vanity, Strength without Insolence, Courage without Ferocity,, and all the Virtues of Man without his Vices. This praise, which would be unmeaning Flattery, if inscribed over human ashes, is but a just Tribute to the Memory of BOATSWAIN, a Dog. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
John Cam Hobhouse |
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I miss the wagging little tail;
I miss the plaintive, pleading wail;
I miss the wistful, loving glance;
I miss the circling welcome-dance. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
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Henry Willett, "In Memoriam" |
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| He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog. You are his life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart. You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
Anonymous |
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But never yet the dog our country fed,
Betrayed the kindness or forgot the bread . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
Edward Lytton Bulwer |
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| Man is troubled by what might be called the dog wish, a strange and involved compulsion to be as happy and carefree as a dog. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
James Thurber |
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| No one appreciates the very special genius of your conversations as a dog does. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
Christopher Morley |
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| I would rather see the portrait of a dog that I know, than all the allegorical paintings they can show me in the world. . . . . . |
Samuel Johnson |
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| A dog has the soul of a philosopher. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
Plato |
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| The dog is a saint. He is straightforward and honest by nature. He knows by instint when he is not wanted; lies quite still for hours when his king is hard at work. But when his king is sad and worried he creeps up and lays his head on his lap. 'Don't worry. Never mind if they all abandon you. Let us go for a walk and forget all about it!' . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
Axel Munthe |
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| I take the liberty of confiding to your charity and humanity ....Max, who is the best and gentlest and most reasonable and well-mannered, as well as most beautiful small animal of his kind ... I shall take it kindly if he be not too often gratified with tidbits at meals. Of course what he most intensely dreams of is being taken out on walks, and the more you are able to indulge him the more he will adore you and the more all the latent beauty of his nature will come out. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
Henry James |
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Somewhere a little dog doth wait;
It maybe by some garden gate.
With eyes alert and tail attent -
You know the kind of tail that's meant -
With stores of yelps of glad delight
To bid me welcome home at night. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
John Kendrick Bangs |
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You think dogs will not be in heaven?
I tell you, they will be there long before any of us . . . . . . . . . . |
Robert Louis Stevenson |
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| The gift which I am sending you is called a dog, and is in fact the most precious and valuable possession of mankind. . . . . . . |
Theodorus Gaza |
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| Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole . . . |
Roger Caras |
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| Dog. A kind of additional or subsidiary Deity designed to catch the overflow and surplus of the world's worship. . . . . . . |
Ambrose Bierce |
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Every boy should have two things:
a dog, and a mother willing to let him have one. . . . . . . . . . . . . |
Anonymous |
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| The best thing about a man is his dog . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
French proverb |
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| If it be the chief point of friendship to comply with a friend's motions and inclinations, he possesses this in an eminent degree; he lies down when I sit and walks when I walk, which is more than many good friends can pretend to do . . . . . . . . . . |
Alexander Pope |
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