Mostly, he taught me about friendship and selflessness and, above all else, unwavering loyalty.

Animal lovers are a special breed of humans, generous of spirit, full of empathy, perhaps a little prone to sentimentality, and with hearts as big as a cloudless sky

It's just the most amazing thing to love a dog, isn't it? It makes our relationships with people seem as boring as a bowl of oatmeal.

A dog doesn't care if you're rich or poor, educated or illiterate, clever or dull. Give him your heart and he will give you his.

He taught us the art of unqualified love. How to give it, how to accept it. Where there is that, most other pieces fall into place.

Such short little lives our pets have to spend with us, and they spend most of it waiting for us to come home each day.

Dogs are great. Bad dogs, if you can really call them that, are perhaps the greatest of them all.

Many of the qualities that come so effortlessly to dogs - loyalty, devotion, selflessness, unflagging optimism, unqualified love - can be elusive to humans.

If you still think you're a young pup then you are, no matter what the calendar says

A person can learn a lot from a dog, even a loopy one like ours. Marley taught me about living each day with unbridled exuberance and joy, about seizing the moment and following your heart.

. . . owning a dog always ended with this sadness because dogs just don't live as long as people do.

What a trajedy to be a martyr for love, yet we worship the characters anyways because they remind us of how we struggled.

Acceptance of race mixture was more developed in Arab culture than in Jewish culture.

If I've to bowl to Sachin, I'll bowl with my helmet on. He hits the ball so hard.

She was suddenly aware of him in a way she hadn't been before. Hayward was good-looking in a sweet and wholesome way.

The truth about injustice always sounds outrageous.

Hollywood can be brutal, inhuman, the opposite of what the theatre is, and I had little desire to be part of it.

I can't read music and I'm crap at learning lyrics. Especially since the accident I have memory problems. I can't remember words, names, places.

It proved once again the theory that no security system is a match for a stupid employee.

Statistics say that I'm supposed to be in jail. And I'm not supposed to be alive.

I prefer cats to people, for the most part. Most people aren't cute at all, and if they are cute they very rapidly outgrow it.