#dog

If I could be half the person my dog is, I'd be twice the human I am. ↗

— Charles Yu

#science

Science has so far been unable to tell us how self-aware dogs are, much less whether they have anything like our conscious thoughts. This is not surprising, since neither scientists nor philosophers can agree about what the consciousness of humans consists of, let alone that of animals. ↗

— John Bradshaw

#dogs #science

Derek caught my arm again as I started to move--at this rate, it was going to be as sore as my injured one. "Dog," he said, jerking his chin toward the fenced yard. "It was inside earlier." Expecting to see a Doberman slavering at the fence, I followed his gaze to a little puff of white fur, the kind of dog women stick in their purses. It wasn't even barking, just staring at us, dancing in place. "Oh, my God! It's a killer Pomeranian." I glanced up at Derek. "It's a tough call, but I think you can take him. ↗

— Kelley Armstrong

#derek #dog #women

If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous he will not bite you. This is the principal difference between a dog and man. ↗

— Mark Twain

#dogs #different

Too often we enjoy the comfort of opinion without the discomfort of thought. ↗

— John F. Kennedy

#dogmatism #comfort

They wrote in the old days that it is sweet and fitting to die for one's country. But in modern war, there is nothing sweet nor fitting in your dying. You will die like a dog for no good reason. ↗

— Ernest Hemingway

#days #die #dog #dying #fitting

The average dog is a nicer person than the average person. ↗

— Andy Rooney

#average #average person #dog #nicer #person

And how do you know that you're mad? "To begin with," said the Cat, "a dog's not mad. You grant that?" I suppose so, said Alice. "Well then," the Cat went on, "you see a dog growls when it's angry, and wags it's tale when it's pleased. Now I growl when I'm pleased, and wag my tail when I'm angry. Therefore I'm mad. ↗

— Lewis Carroll

#cats #cheshire-cat #madness #dog

Sometimes we get sad about things and we don't like to tell other people that we are sad about them. We like to keep it a secret. Or sometimes, we are sad but we really don't know why we are sad, so we say we aren't sad but we really are. ↗

— Mark Haddon

#dog

On the fifth day, which was a Sunday, it rained very hard. I like it when it rains hard. It sounds like white noise everywhere, which is like silence but not empty. ↗

— Mark Haddon

#perspective #rain #silence #white-noise #dog