A nice man would feel ashamed even before a dog.

"My dog," he said, "just barks and plays -has all he wants to eat. He never works- has no trouble about business. In a little while he dies, and that is all. I work with all my strength. I have no time to play. I have trouble every day. In a little while I will die, and then I go to hell. I wish that I had been a dog."

Shame is a soul eating emotion.

If you act like a servant, you will die like a dog.

When a stupid man is doing something he is ashamed of, he always declares that it is his duty.

"Nay, you'll be ashamed of me everyday of your life," he answered; "and the more ashamed, the more you know me; and I cannot bide it."

When you choose to be a dog, you die like a dog.

For the pride of trace and trail was his, and sick unto death, he could not bear that another dog should do his work.

O the shame of it, the humiliating shame of being condescended to by dolts

"I believe I'm done for," said Tom. "The cussed sneaking dog, to leave me to die alone! My poor old mother always told me 'twould be so."

He wallowed in disgust and loathing, and his hair stood on end at the delicious horror.

Jack was embarrassed — never hero more,
And as he knew not what to say, he swore.

His silence made him feel ashamed, as if by keeping quiet he was mocking the others. And like a punishment there grew, alongside his shame, a feeling of loneliness. Teodoro was a man set apart, silenced by a secret.

They say that the best dog will turn cross if he be kept chained all the time, and it was the same with the man; he had not a thing to do all day but lie and curse his fate, and the time came when he wanted to curse everything.