Luis Carlos Montalvan Quotes

#1. The most hateful grief of all human griefs is this, to have knowledge of the truth but no power over the event.

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#2. The dogs brought it all back to, you know, to the human side.

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#3. I am, in fact, committed to being honest with myself so that I can overcome this situation. This includes not succumbing to the path of least resistance (denial) but rather the path of hardship which I know will lead to my evolution.

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#4. We aren't just service dog and master, Tuesday and I are also best friends. Kindred souls, Brothers. Whatever you want to call it.

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#5. When he lay beside me with his dog-breath sighs, it was if he was saying, Give me your sadness. I will take it, as much as you need. If it kills us both, so be it. I am here.

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#6. Whenever I needed a reassuring touch, Tuesday was there. He was my miracle dog. I already loved him and depended on him more than any other animal I'd ever known- and most other people, too.

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#7. This is who I am. I am loving but wounded, and I need someone to take me as I am.

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#8. That's the moment when Tuesday, after all his caution, stopped being just my service dog, and my emotional support, and my conversation piece. That's when he became my friend.

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#9. Moments of quiet friendship are what make life-everyone's life-grand

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#10. The first thing everyone notices is the dog.

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#11. It's not just his understanding of me, although that's part of it. With a word, Tuesday can guide me to dozens of places. He can be my surrogate or a mirror to my heart.

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#12. Why don't you grab a chair," I joked, "and sit down!"
And then, like she so often did, Mary smiled.

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#13. As always when I was in trouble, I looked down at Tuesday. I could see his concern, but also his confidence in me. There was something about his eyes, when he looked at me, that always said, I believe in you, Luis.

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#14. Where the Army we loved sold us out for careerist brass, a war-porn-fixated media and military-industrial-complex corporate greed; where the only honor and integrity seemed to exist among the troops on the line.

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