Tim Burton Quotes

The dog of your boyhood teaches you a great deal about friendship, and love, and death: Old Skip was my brother. They had buried him under our elm tree, they said-yet this wasn't totally true. For he really lay buried in my heart.

Once you have had a wonderful dog, a life without one, is a life diminished.

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

People in this country, Britons, have a special relationship with dogs. And like the millions of dog owners across our great nation, my wife and daughters and I regard our dog as a treasured member of our family.

You can take my heart, but I can't let you take my dog.

I miss dogs, man. I always had a family pet, always had a dog growing up. It was almost equivalent to the prison sentence, having something taken away from me for three years. I want a dog just for the sake of my kids, but also me. I miss my companions.

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.

A person who has never owned a dog has missed a wonderful part of life.

The first thing I do each morning is get out of bed and give my dog, Audrey, a hug. She's a Jack Russell. I think having an animal is a wonderful thing, particularly dogs. They are great levelers, there's no nonsense with them, and they just want simple affection.

Frankie is my baby. He is the sweetest dog in the world. Frankie is like the son I never had. He keeps me healthy; I walk and run him. I always feel that I need to spend more time with him and give him more attention. I find myself unloading my emotions on him.

As long as I can remember, I've always had pets. Something about the connection you share with this entirely different species just blows my mind.

Honestly, I am in love with my dog.

I've got two chocolate labradors, Murphy and Dexter. They're like my children.

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.

I have no dog, but it must be Somewhere there's one belongs to me-- A little chap with wagging tail, And dark brown eyes that never quail, But look you through, and through, and through, With love unspeakable and true.

You know, the man's best friend is his dog... if he's got nothing else.

I had written a lot about my dog dying before. I wrote a newspaper column about it and it turned out to be the most popular column I'd ever written. That and the lame Joni Mitchell column I did. But the dog column, my god! People love dogs. Anybody who writes regularly should know, when in doubt: dogs! If you're a columnist, when in doubt, write a column about the culture of narcissism - like a scolding column about the culture of narcissism - or write something about dogs. That's the homerun in my take.

I'd be happy to have my biography be the stories of my dogs. To me, to live without dogs would mean accepting a form of blindness.

I am not looking for a friend; if I want a friend I'd buy a dog.

The love between dog and man is idyllic, dogs were never expelled from paradise.

I once heard a woman who had lost her dog say that she felt as though a color were suddenly missing from her world: the dog had introduced to her field of vision some previously unavailable hue and without a dog, that color was gone. That seemed to capture the experience of loving a dog with eminent simplicity. I'd amend it only slightly and say that if we are open to what they have to give, dogs can introduce us to several colors with names like wildness, nurturance, trust and joy.

What dogs? These are my children, little people with fur who make my heart open a little wider.

A dog wakens your heart to joy and companionship.

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

Sophie, my dog, is the high in the highlights of my life. Even through rain, snow, ice, and general laziness, she is the reason I smile when I wake up and a comfort to me continually. I could never have imagined that a now five-pound, six-ounce dog would take over my life. But it has happened, and I am happy to have someone to look after and share my moods with.