“Anyway, two men hugging each other is against nature. A ram should not hug another ram, and a he-goat should not hug another he-goat! Let a he-dog embrace a she-dog, and let a female cattle hug a bull, but a stallion should not embrace another stallion, and a cock should not reach for another cock!”

“Now, I don't believe in doing hugs halfway. I can't stand people who try to hug without touching. A hug should be a full embrace - as I wrap my arms around Tony, I am not just holding him, but also trying to lift off his troubles for a moment so that the only thing he can feel is my presence, my support.”

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

“What’s more, his faded old jeans hugged his ass perfectly as he stepped forward to toss a ring, and then they loosened as he stepped back. Hug, loosen, hug, loosen, hug, hug…hug…loosen. Jeans all perfectly rumpled right down to his dull, black boots. No doubt he chose those jeans specifically for their butt-hugging abilities. He probably practiced that hug-promoting movement in the mirror.”

“I've learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone.People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.”

“They knew each other's names. He knew she loved to dance. She knew he was a herder of goats. But there is another kind of meeting...the meeting of eye and eye, and spirit and spirit.”