People, like dogs, love repetition. Chasing a ball, lapping a course in a race car, sliding down a slide. Because as much as each incident is similar, so it is different.
People, like dogs, love repetition. Chasing a ball, lapping a course in a race car, sliding down a slide. Because as much as each incident is similar, so it is different.
He wondered vaguely how many others like here there might be in the younger generation, people who had grown up in the world of the Revolution, knowing nothing else, accepting the Party as something unalterable, like the sky, not rebelling against its authority but simply evading it, as a rabbit dodges a dog.
She looked at me and laughed pointlessly. Then she flounced over to the dog, kissed it with ecstasy, and swept into the kitchen, implying that a dozen chefs awaited her orders there.
If ever you're getting a dog, Francis, make sure it's a Buddhist. Good-natured dogs, the Buddhists. Never, never get a Mahommedan. They'll eat you sleeping. Never a Catholic dog. They'll eat you every day including Fridays.
Say what you will about the south, but in North Carolina a hot dog is free to swing anyway it wishes.
Valley of the Dogs. Where even if they don't kill you, if someone loves you enough to take you home, they still castrate you.
Eric appeared to be counting my eyelashes. I tried to keep my gaze on my hands, to indicate modesty. I felt power tweaks kind of flow over me and had an uneasy feeling Eric was trying to influence me. I risked a quick peek, and sure enough he was looking at me expectantly. Was I supposed to pull off my dress? Bark like a dog? Kick Bill in the shins? Shit.
Never did tombs look so ghastly white. Never did cypress, or yew, or juniper so seem the embodiment of funeral gloom. Never did tree or grass wave or rustle so ominously. Never did bough creak so mysteriously, and never did the far-away howling of dogs send such a woeful presage through the night.
God, why didn't you make us all dogs?
I don't say he's a great man. Willie Loman never made a lot of money. His name was never in the paper. He's not the finest character that ever lived. But he's a human being, and a terrible thing is happening to him. So attention must be paid. He's not to be allowed to fall in his grave like an old dog. Attention, attention must finally be paid to such a person.
Sometimes I had the feeling that all of us in his family were like pets to him. The dog you take for a walk, the cat you play with and that curls up in your lap, purring, to be stroked - you can be fond of them, you can even need them to a certain extent, and nonetheless the whole thing - buying pet food, cleaning up the cat box, and trips to the vet - is really too much. Your life is elsewhere.
You can never tell about a person by guessing...that's why language was invented. Otherwise, we'd all be like dogs, sniffing each other to find out where we stood.
Now look, for instance, at the way they serve dogs, cutting off their tails to make them look plucky, and shearing up their pretty little ears to a point to make them look sharp
I have a very old and very faithful attachment for dogs. I like them because they always forgive.
Children were the foot wedged in the closing door, the glimmer of hope that in reincarnation there would be some house to go to, even if one came back as a dog, or a mouse, or flea that lived on the bodies of men. If...there was a raising of the dead, then a child would be sure to see that its parents were awakened.
The Rudderless World is not shaped by vague metaphysical Forces. It is not God who kills the Children. Not Fate that butchers them or Destiny that feeds them to the Dogs. ... It´s us. Only us.
He that lies with the dogs, riseth with fleas.
I dislike organized games, swimming pools, fashionable resorts, night clubs, music in restaurants, and political manifestoes I enjoy driving from coast to coast, good food and drink, a few friends, dogs, the theatre, long walks, music and free conversation.
My parents wouldn't let me have a dog when I was a kid. I tell them they should have let me have one back thenI wouldn't have so many now.
The problem is these dogs are bred solely to fight, so they have a very low threshold of tolerance of other dogs and if they feel as though they're threatened in any way, this genetic conditioning kicks in and they become a raging beast,
ASS, n. A public singer with a good voice but no ear. In Virginia City, Nevada, he is called the Washoe Canary, in Dakota, the Senator, and everywhere the Donkey. The animal is widely and variously celebrated in the literature, art and religion of every age and country no other so engages and fires the human imagination as this noble vertebrate. Indeed, it is doubted by some (Ramasilus, lib. II., De Clem., and C. Stantatus, De Temperamente) if it is not a god and as such we know it was worshiped by the Etruscans, and, if we may believe Macrobious, by the Cupasians also. Of the only two animals admitted into the Mahometan Paradise along with the souls of men, the ass that carried Balaam is one, the dog of the Seven Sleepers the other. This is no small distinction. From what has been written about this beast might be compiled a library of great splendor and magnitude, rivalling that of the Shakespearean cult, and that which clusters about the Bible. It may be said, generally, that all literature is more or less Asinine. Hail, holy Ass the quiring angels sing; Priest of Unreason, and of Discords King Great co-Creator, let Thy glory shine God made all else, the Mule, the Mule is thine --G. J.
Watch as the dog does what it's trained to do.
They wouldn't be heroes if they were infallible, in fact they wouldn't be heroes if they weren't miserable wretched dogs, the pariahs of the earth, besides which the only reason to build up an idol is to tear it down again.
Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and get used to the idea.
I've always said money may buy you a fine dog, but only love can make it wag its tail.
We were very afraid of the dogs. I have a friend who was bit by one of the dogs trying to go over there to help.
I also go on long walks with my dog, a golden retriever named Breeze - and I work out with weights at a health club a couple of times a week.
You call to a dog and a dog will break its neck to get to you. Dogs just want to please. Call to a cat and its attitude is, 'What's in it for me?'
It's tough to stay married. My wife kisses the dog on the lips, yet she won't drink from my glass.
It's a dog eat dog world, and Mr. Perfect is a Milk Bone.
We played so well down the stretch, ... To end in this fashion, it's disappointing. I played great baseball this year, and I played like a dog the last five games.
People are all exactly alike. There's no such thing as a race and barely such a thing as an ethnic group. If we were dogs, wed be the same breed. George Bush and an Australian Aborigine have fewer differences than a Lhasa apso and a toy fox terrier. A Japanese raised in Riyadh would be an Arab. A Zulu raised in New Rochelle would be an orthodontist. People are all the same, though their circumstances differ terribly.
The success is based on canine and owner participation. The only owner I can't train is one who doesn't want to learn and that's unfortunate for the dog. A lot of the dogs are turned over to shelters because most people haven't come across a training technique that works.
I've always felt like I've been wagging the tail of the big technology dog, to see what I could get it to do. Since I started using AMD64 technology, the technology is now wagging me, to see what I can do with it. AMD LIVE Fulfils the final dream, by delivering the goods as originally imagined by the artist.
The things that make me very angry are injustice and bullying. If I see someone bullying a woman or child in the street, or kicking a dog, I go completely mad.
God...sat down for a moment when the dog was finished in order to watch it... and to know that it was good, that nothing was lacking, that it could not have been made better.
Since the various types of Chinese porcelain were made for specific markets, including Portuguese, Dutch and English, this was reflected in the subjects. A good example would be the pair of pug dogs, popular in England in the 18th century.
The meeting in the open of two dogs, strangers to each other, is one of the most painful, thrilling, and pregnant of all conceivable encounters it is surrounded by an atmosphere of the last canniness, presided over by a constraint for which I have no precise name they simply cannot pass each other, their mutual embarrassment is frightful to behold.
All the home I know is a hotel. Why, I don't even have a dog... I don't know the first thing about cooking or taking care of a house.
For veterinarians, it would make life a lot easier to have a safe, efficacious vaccine that you could use to sterilize dogs. There is no doubt about it. I would welcome it.
Even the dreadful martyrdom must run its course Anyhow in a corner, some untidy spot Where the dogs go on with their doggy life
Oh, love will make a dog howl in rhyme.
When the dog goes back to the family, one of two things will happen. If the training continues, the dog thinks, 'Oh, this happens here too.' If the training comes to an end, the dog forgets it, thinking it's all over. You have to reinforce everything, and the DVD does help you to understand what has gone on at the course.
My husband and I are either going to buy a dog or have a child. We can't decide whether to ruin our carpet or ruin our lives.
I have heard of a dog that barked at every stranger who approached his master's premises with clothes on, but was easily quieted by a naked thief
One of legendary architect Pete Dye's most celebrated courses, Teeth of the Dog is named for a local term describing the island's jagged-edged coral reefs. The Caribbean-bordering par 3s are the Dog's main draw and down on the fifth and the seventh holes, you're so close to the water that you can feel the spray.
I'm a corner, dog. Corners have a short memory, or I wouldn't be able to play out there.
For a good life Work like a dog. Eat like a horse. Think like a fox. And play like a rabbit.
The lead dog gets the best view. The rest of the dogs view is butt ugly. Of course, the lead dog is also the first to fall into the ravine.
I'm feeling so good. I feel like a million bucks. I'm focused, I'm alert, I'm zippy and top of my game.. I've never felt better I'm sharp as a tack right now. And what's weird is that I didn't get a good nights sleep last night. And they say that's the most important thing..Or is it breakfast they said..That's the most important meal of the day, breakfast...yes. And then it's 'i' before 'e' I know that..Um.. diamonds are a girl's best friend. Dog is a man's best friend.. What was I talking about..Oh that's right, that I feel great and I'm at the top of my game. And it's odd because I didn't get hardly any sleep last night. And, they say that's the most important thing.
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