"They are mad; they are fools," said the Dog-man.

Reagan is mad. If he were here, I would tell him the truth about us. He hears about us only through hostile sources.

A dog cannot relate his autobiography; however eloquently he may bark, he cannot tell you that his parents were honest but poor.

(Ronald Reagan is) nothing but a bag of hot air.

The worst of Warburton is, that he has a rage for saying something, when there's nothing to be said.

I do not know, sir, that the fellow is an infidel; but if he be an infidel, he is an infidel as a dog is an infidel; that is to say, he has never thought upon the subject.

He is very imprudent, a dog; he never makes it his business to inquire whether you are in the right or the wrong, never asks whether you are rich or poor, silly or wise, sinner or saint. You are his pal. That is enough for him.

First of all, this prince is an idiot, and, secondly, he is a fool--knows nothing of the world, and has no place in it.

"I have been Foolish and Deluded," said he, "and I am a Bear of No Brain at All."

Let me speak of Son of Sam. He has been called a mad dog. He is not a mad dog ‐- he is a mad human being, perhaps only a step removed from the rest of us. One has to acknowledge him as a human being and to respect his dignity even in his madness. Otherwise, there is the danger that people may start to kill each other like mad dogs.

He is as mad as a March hare.

Like dog that in the garden keepeth ward,
Eating no melons, but allowing none
To eat thereof, he is of all abhorred.

He sometimes tells himself that there is nothing more to be said, simply because he won’t get around to saying it.—How contemptible!

Dogs, like very small children, are quite mad.