Man is an animal that makes bargains: no other animal does this - no dog exchanges bones with another.
A dog is a good friend of a man and perhaps better than many of his best friends.
Cat: a pygmy lion who loves mice, hates dogs, and patronizes human beings.
Dachshunds are ideal dogs for small children, as they are already stretched and pulled to such a length that the child cannot do much harm one way or the other.
We've begun to long for the pitter-patter of little feet - so we bought a dog. Well, it's cheaper, and you get more feet.
You mean less to me than the dog s__t I scraped off the bottom of my shoe!
Some people who like dogs don't like cats, but I'm not like that.
He seems to be attracting religions the way a dog attracts fleas.
All he'd done was lose her underwear and practically get her blown up. Hell. This had to be the absolute worst first date of her life.
Yeah. I'm the fly in the soup. I don't like it any better than you do. Flies don't like being swamped in soup, especially when it's hot.
Mae's first impulse was to die of shame, but she realized after a hot, stomach-clenching moment that this was probably impractical.
But sometimes shame is a more powerful engine than rage. Like rage, it burns hot; and like rage it tends to consume its own furnace.
I felt the human disease that is ignorance suddenly leave my body. Just like that. Like a hot, desperate piss after a long car ride.
I feel something hot and violent writhing in my stomach. I want to hurt them. I stare at my eyes in the mirror. I want so, so I will.
Connie, giving her thoughts on why Vinnie's hot temper is less than normal, says: "Lucille must have fed him a Vallium smoothie this morning.
Adam's hot Pheebs! Admit it girl. That body is like some kind of happy experiment. It's like he was manufactured in a nympho scientist's secret laboratory
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.
The room continued to spin though she was standing still, but her ears were hot. She felt like she'd just slammed three doubles of tequila and needed a fistfight chaser.
Her dark eyes slid to him. "I can't remember the last time I felt so good in clothes." And he wanted to get her out of them.
She felt something missing in her soul. It wasn't until she landed in Edinburgh that she realized that missing piece was the wild, mystical land.
And the thing is, we can’t fail. We’ve already hit the bottom and come out of it. From here on out, if we just love and listen, we can’t go wrong, babe.
