In every man is a wild beast; most of them don’t know how to hold it back, and the majority give it full rein when they are not restrained by terror of law.

One of the animals which a generous and sociable man would soonest become is a dog. A dog can have a friend; he has affections and character; he can enjoy equally the field and the fireside; he dreams, he caresses, he propitiates; he offends and is pardoned; he stands by you in adversity; he is a good fellow.

Life is no way to treat an animal.

Animals are good to think with.

Every ass thinks himself worthy to stand with the king’s horses.

Men, my dear, are very queer animals—a mixture of horse nervousness, ass stubbornness, and camel malice.

There be beasts that, at a year old, observe more, and pursue that which is for their good more prudently, than a child can do at ten.

If you are a dog and your owner suggests that you wear a sweater, suggest that he wear a tail.

Happiness is a warm puppy.

A good dog, sir, deserves a good bone.

I hate the sight of monkeys; they remind me so of poor relations.

There are some who, if a cat accidentally comes into the room, though they neither see it nor are told of it, will presently be in a sweat and ready to die away.

Do you not see how God is praised by those in the heavens and those on earth? The very birds praised Him as they wing their way.