These 14 dog quotes are by authors with surnames starting with "U" and "V."
Did you know David Letterman was offered millions of dollars to do a commercial for dog food?
The more boys I meet the more I love my dog.
Cats are smarter than dogs. You can't get eight cats to pull a sled through snow.
I can envision a small cottage somewhere, with a lot of writing paper, and a dog, and a fireplace and maybe enough money to give myself some Irish coffee now and then and entertain my two friends.
Richard Van de Geer
I consciously choose the dog's path through life. I shall be poor; I shall be a painter...
Vincent Van Gogh
Stick around any place long enough and chances are you'll be taken for granted. Hang around for 20,000 years wagging your tail and being man's (and woman's) best friend, and you'll be taken for granted big time.
Lynn Van Matre
The dog commends himself to our favor by affording play to our propensity for mastery.
It was a small town: Ferguson, Ohio. When you entered there was a big sign and it said, "Welcome to Ferguson. Beware of the Dog." The all-night drugstore closed at noon.
The dog has an absolutely uncanny knack of knowing what we are thinking, even of what we are feeling.
The best friend man has in the world may turn against him and become his enemy. His son, or daughter, that he has reared with loving care, may prove ungrateful. Those who are nearest and dearest to us, those whom we trust with our happiness and good name may become traitors to their faith. The money a man has he may lose. It flies away from him, perhaps when he needs it most. A man's reputation may be sacrificed in a moment of ill-considered action. The people who are prone to fall on their knees when success is with us may be the first to throw the stone of malice when failure settles its cloud upon our head.
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. A man's dog stands by him in prosperity and poverty, in health and in sickness. He will sleep on the cold ground when the wintry winds blow and the snow drives fiercely, if only to be near his master's side. He will kiss the hand that has no food to offer, he will lick the wounds and sores that come in encounters with the roughness of the world. He guards the sleep of his pauper master as if he were a prince.
When all other friends desert, he remains. When riches take wing, and reputation falls to pieces, he is as constant in his love as the sun in its journey through the heavens.
If fortune drives his master forth, an outcast in the world, friendless and homeless, the faithful dog asks no higher privilege than that of accompanying him, to guard him against danger, to fight against his enemies. And when that last scene of all comes, and death takes his master in its embrace and his body is laid away in the cold ground, no matter if all other friends pursue their way, there, by the graveside will the noble dog be found, his head between his paws, his eyes sad, but open in alert watchfulness, faithful and true, even in death.
Senator George Graham Vest, speaking to a jury about Old Drum, a dog shot in 1869
Animals have these advantages over man: They have no theologians to instruct them, their funeral costs them nothing, and no one starts lawsuits over their wills.
I would recommend to those persons who are inclined to stagnate, whose blood is beginning to thicken sluggishly in their veins, to try keeping four dogs, two of which are puppies.
Elizabeth von Arnum
Great men have great dogs.
Otto von Bismarck
Our German forefathers had a very kind religion. They believed that, after death, they would meet again all the good dogs that had been their companions in life. I wish I could believe that too.
Otto von Bismarck
It's been a year that you've been gone. My heart is heavy. I am so grateful the girls at the ER pleaded with me not to put you to sleep. Your name was
Gypsy, you were the love of my life. You were always there for me, you always listened. You always licked the tears off my face and never judged me. You
It has been a year on July 27 since my Buffy died. There are days when I'm good and other days when I'm not. At the beginning I thought I heard her bark.