The dog, to gain some private ends,
Went mad, and bit the man.

Sí. Este perro será el problema,” Bobby replied.

He was wild the way a mistreated dog becomes wild, not because it loves freedom, but because it has lost trust.

A dog biting a man is not news; a man biting a dog is distinctly news.

The dog has seldom been successful in pulling Man up to its level of sagacity, but Man has frequently dragged the dog down to his.

A lost dog is bad; a lost man is terrible.

Man has injured every animal he has touched.

The dog has seldom been successful in pulling man up to its level of sagacity, but man has frequently dragged the dog down to his.

A nice man would feel ashamed even before 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.

I feel sorry for him. He’s really quite a sick puppy. He needs some help.

Appropriately, his bird was the vulture. The dog was wronged by being chosen as his animal.

You can usually tell that a man is good if he has a dog who loves him.

The poor dog, in life the firmest friend, The first to welcome, foremost to defend, Whose honest heart is still the master's own, Who labours, fights, lives, breathes for him alone, Unhonour'd falls, unnoticed all his worth, Denied in heaven the soul he held on earth, While man, vain insect hopes to be forgiven, And claims himself a sole exclusive heaven.