Until one has loved an animal a part of one's soul remains unawakened.
Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole.
What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.
If having a soul means being able to feel love and loyalty and gratitude, then animals are better off than a lot of humans.
If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went.
Death ends a life, not a relationship.
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.
Animals are such agreeable friends - they ask no questions; they pass no criticisms.
Heaven goes by favor. If it went by merit, you would stay out and your dog would go in.
If I have any beliefs about immortality, it is that certain dogs I have known will go to heaven, and very, very few persons.
A dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more than you love yourself.
The dog is a gentleman; I hope to go to his heaven not man's.
We can judge the heart of a man by his treatment of animals.
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?
I have sometimes thought of the final cause of dogs having such short lives and I am quite satisfied it is in compassion to the human race; for if we suffer so much in losing a dog after an acquaintance of ten or twelve years, what would it be if they were to live double that time?
Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened.
The one best place to bury a good dog is in the heart of his master.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
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.
You think dogs will not be in heaven? I tell you, they will be there long before any of us.