Charles Bukowski Quotes

Yeah, dog was this man's best friend, for sure.

I couldn't live without my faithful companion, Megs the dog.

Dogs have given us their absolute all. We are the center of their universe. We are the focus of their love and faith and trust. They serve us in return for scraps. It is without a doubt the best deal man has ever made.

In the eyes of my dog, I'm a man.

I have a golden Lab who goes everywhere with me. He's a great leveler.

To his dog, every man is Napoleon; hence the constant popularity of dogs.

But, I do think, on a very simplistic level, that we can project onto dogs because they are so innocent. They don't come with a lot of baggage.

I just couldn't live without dogs.

There's a saying. If you want someone to love you forever, buy a dog, feed it and keep it around.

Dog is God spelled backward.

The best thing I ever bought is my dog Stitch. He's the best friend & companion.

I am as confounded by dogs as I am indebted to them.

My little dog - a heartbeat at my feet.

My dog, he's a great dog.

I have a Yorkie named King. Just the relationship I've developed with him is special. He really is somewhat of a best friend. When I come home from a hard day, he's always happy to see me.

Every day is Christmas Day to a dog.

Dogs don't lie and why should I? Strangers come they growl and bark, they know their loved ones in the dark, Now let me, by night or day, Be just as full of truth as they.

It would perhaps not be amiss to point out that he had always tried to be a good dog. He had tried to do all the things his MAN and his WOMAN, and most of all his BOY, had asked or expected of him. He would have died for them, if that had been required. He had never wanted to kill anybody. He had been struck by something, possibly destiny, or fate, or only a degenerative nerve disease called rabies. Free will was not a factor.

I have a very old and very faithful attachment for dogs. I like them because they always forgive.

At this young age I am already sold on the idea of the dog. One of God's absolutely greatest inventions and one that needs no more tinkering. The dog is the perfect beast, companion, friend, shoulder to lean on, and scapegoat when too many cookies are missing. And a dog won't hold that against you, either. I am at peace sitting in silence with a dog.

I would never sell my dog for a man. I'd sell the man.

The time comes to every dog when it ceases to care for people merely for biscuits or bones, or even for caresses, and walks out of doors. When a dog really loves, it prefers the person who gives it nothing, and perhaps is too ill ever to take it out for exercise, to all the liberal cooks and active dog-boys in the world.

I have never found in a human being loyalty that is comparable to a dog's loyalty.

You'd help if you could, wouldn't you, boy?" I said. "It's no wonder they call you man's best friend. Faithful and loyal and true, you share in our sorrows and rejoice with us in our triumphs, the truest friend we ever have known, a better friend than we deserve. You have thrown in your lot with us, through thick and thin, on battlefield and hearthrug, refusing to leave your master even when death and destruction lie all around. Ah, noble dog, you are the furry mirror in which we see our better selves reflected, man as he could be, unstained by war or ambition, unspoilt by-

I can do only one thing, like a little dog follow closely the Master's footsteps. Pray that I be a cheerful dog.