A good dog never dies. He always stays. He walks besides you on crisp autumn days when frost is on the fields and winter's drawing near. His head is within our hand in his old way.
Dogs' lives are too short. Their only fault, really.
The great pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him and not only will he not scold you, but he will make a fool of himself too.
Not the least hard thing to bear when they go from us, these quiet friends, is that they carry away with them so many years of our own lives.
No man can fully understand the meaning of love unless he’s owned by a dog.
The dog is the most faithful of animals and would be much esteemed were it not so common. Our Lord God has made His greatest gifts the commonest.
You think dogs will not be in heaven? I tell you, they will be there long before any of us.
The bond with a dog is as lasting as the ties of this earth can ever be.
Heaven goes by favor. If it went by merit, you would stay out and your dog would go in.
If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went.
The dog is a gentleman; I hope to go to his heaven not man's.
Dogs do speak, but only to those who know how to listen.
All the darkness in the world cannot extinguish the light of a single candle.
God's finger touched him, and he slept.
Death ends a life, not a relationship.
Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole.
If having a soul means being able to feel love and loyalty and gratitude, then animals are better off than a lot of humans.
A dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more than you love yourself.
To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring - it was peace.
Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened.
Animals are such agreeable friends - they ask no questions; they pass no criticisms.
What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.
If I have any beliefs about immortality, it is that certain dogs I have known will go to heaven, and very, very few persons.
The misery of keeping a dog is his dying so soon. But, to be sure, if he lived for fifty years and then died, what would become of me?
If there is a heaven, it's certain our animals are to be there. Their lives become so interwoven with our own, it would take more than an archangel to detangle them.
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