Dog Sunday Quotes

#1. And so, because he won't let himself be hurt, he does wrong to those he loves best. And then he sees that, and after all, it hurts him.

Ursula K. Le Guin

#2. Given good yarn, good workmanship, and good care, a knitted shawl and outlive its knitter, providing warmth and pleasure to several generations of family and friends.

Martha Waterman

#3. Not all things can be expressed through words, not all the words reflect the truth.

Ary Hidayat

#4. The beautiful thing
perhaps the thing I love most about the gospel
is that everything we learn we can use and take with us and use it again. No bit of knowledge goes wasted. Everything you are learning now is preparing you for something else. Did you know that? What a concept!

Marjorie Pay Hinckley

#5. So So Def has been one of the most successful and consistent labels in the game in the last 10 years.

Jermaine Dupri

#6. Dear Kai,
Come back. Come back for me. I didn't mean it. I've changed my mind. I can't bear this, Kai. I can't bear this farm, this life, this world without you.

Diana Peterfreund

#7. I love nothing more than taking my dog, Molly, for a long walk on Sunday morning. Then I'll indulge in some Bikram yoga or something fun like reflexology.

Donna Air

#8. My friend goes through the wedding section of the Sunday paper looking at the brides-to-be and picks out a Dog-of-the-Week. I think that's cruel toward women. Myself, I look to see who shows the most cleavage.

David Henry

#9. The dog doesn't know the difference between Saturday, Sunday, and Monday, so I have to walk the dog early those days too.

Donna Shalala

#10. And just as the hungry stomach eagerly accepts every object it can get, hoping to find nourishment in it, Vronsky quite unconsciously clutched first at politics, then at new books, and then at pictures.

Leo Tolstoy

#11. An ash-gray dog with a white blaze on its forehead burst onto the rough terrain of the market on the first Sunday in December, knocked down tables of fried food, overturned Indians' stalls and lottery kiosks, and bit four people who happened to cross its path.

Gabriel Garcia Marquez