I met this little fella waiting patiently outside a store on the week-end. He is very old.
To his dog, every man is Napolean;hence the constant popularity of dogs.
Dogs laugh, but they laugh with their tails.
Asking a working writer what he thinks about critics is like asking a lamp-post what it feels about dogs.
Barking dogs occassionaly bite but laughing men never shoot.
You call to a dog and it 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?'
Dogs are great.
PS. Lovely review of my exhibition here.