Don't waste yourself in rejection, nor bark against the bad, but chant the beauty of the good. — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
The little dogs and all, Tray, Blanch, and Sweetheart-see, they bark at me. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I am Diogenes the Dog. I nuzzle the kind, bark at the greedy and bite scoundrels. — Diogenes Copy Share Image
Every dog has its day - and today is woof day! Today I just want to bark. — Ian Holloway Copy Share Image
My sister wanted a cat for a pet... I wanted a dog, so they bought a cat and taught it to bark. — Chic Murray Copy Share Image
Poo" Manchee barks quielty to himself. "Poo, poo, poo." "Just have yer stupid poo and quit yapping about it. — Patrick Ness Copy Share Image
Don't Bother Others If They Judge You, Because They Don't Know Who You Are... 'Remember, Dogs Bark If They Don't Know The… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
If the watchdog doesn't bark, how do you know there's a burglar in the basement? And the press is supposed to be… — Bill Moyers Copy Share Image
Oh, that dog! Ever hear of a German Shepherd that bites its nails? Barks with a lisp? You say, "Attack!" And he… — Phyllis Diller Copy Share Image
You can kidnap me and force me to be your watchdog if you want to. But I'm telling you, I will bark… — Jack Handey Copy Share Image
His bark The daring mariner shall urge far o'er The Western wave, a smooth and level plain, Albeit the earth is fashioned… — Luigi Pulci Copy Share Image
To those who view the voyage of life from the port of departure the bark that has accomplished any considerable distance appears… — Ambrose Bierce Copy Share Image
Truth, like milk, arrives in the dark But even so, wise dogs don't bark. Only mongrels make it hard For the milkman… — Christopher Morley Copy Share Image
PALM, n. A species of tree . . . of which the familiar "itching palm" ("Palma hominis") is most widely distributed .… — Ambrose Bierce Copy Share Image
Wisdom can see the red, the rose, the stained and sculptured curve of grey, the charcoal scars of fire, and see around… — Judith Wright Copy Share Image
Photography is a holding together of opposites: Light and dark, beautiful and ugly, sublime and banal, concious and unconcious. I am still… — Jack Welpott Copy Share Image
I was thinking, I could turn him into a fly and drop him into a spider's web and watch him tangled and… — Shirley Jackson Copy Share Image
That fiend!" Mr. Darling would cry, and Nana's bark was the echo of it, but Mrs. Darling never upbraided Peter; there was… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Look at the bark of a redwood, and you see moss. If you peer beneath the bits and pieces of the moss,… — Sylvia Earle Copy Share Image
I don't think that type should be expressive at all. I can write the word 'dog' with any typeface and it doesn't… — Massimo Vignelli Copy Share Image
Earth has scarcely an acre that does not remind us of actions that have long preceded our own, and its clustering tombstones… — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
Turn off your computer and go out of doors. Dig a large enough hole to transplant a mature apple tree. Nurture the… — Nick Offerman Copy Share Image
Any fool can destroy trees. They cannot run away; and if they could, they would still be destroyed,-chased and hunted down as… — John Muir Copy Share Image
The thrill of tramping alone and unafraid through a wilderness of lakes, creeks, alpine meadows, and glaciers is not known to many.… — William O. Douglas Copy Share Image
Oh, for heaven’s sake, Sirius, Dumbledore said no!” A bearlike black dog had appeared at Harry’s side as Harry clambered over the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Silent night, holy night, when the bough flies from the tree and is hung everywhere, when from tables the crusts fly, when… — Ingeborg Bachmann Copy Share Image
Oh! welcome to the wearied Earth The Sabbath resting comes, Gathering the sons of toil and care Back to their peaceful homes;… — Sarah Josepha Hale Copy Share Image
[If] the nature of ... government [were] a subordination of the civil to the ecclesiastical power, I [would] consider it as desperate… — Thomas Jefferson Copy Share Image
To Helen Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary,… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image