“She can sit up and beg, and she can give her paw —I don't say she will, but she can.”

“Why, that dog is practically a Phi Beta Kappa. She can sit up and beg, and she can give her paw -- I don't say she will but she can.”

“God's acre was her garden-spot, she said;She sat there often, of the Summer days,Little and slim and sweet, among the dead,Her hair a fable in the leveled rays.”

“That would be a good thing for them to cut on my tombstone: Wherever she went, including here, it was against her better judgment.”

“She runs the gamut of emotions from A to B.”

“But I don't give up; I forget why not.”

“Sometimes I think I'll give up trying, and just go completely Russian and sit on a stove and moan all day.”