These are the stories the Dogs tell, when the fires burn high and the wind is from the north.

We said, there's another second gone, there's another minute and another hour and another day, when, as a matter of fact the second or the minute or the hour was never gone. It was the same one all the time. It had just moved along and we had moved with it.

Time is still the great mystery to us. It is no more than a concept; we don't know if it even exists.

It was a place without a single feature of the space-time matrix that he knew. It was a place where nothing yet had happened - an utter emptiness. There was neither light nor dark: there was nothing here but emptiness.

It would seem to me that by the time a race has achieved deep space capability it would have matured to a point where it would have no thought of dominating another intelligent species.

These are the stories the Dogs tell, when the fires burn high and the wind is from the north.

When I talk of the purpose of life, I am thinking not only of human life, but of all life on Earth and of the life which must exist upon other planets throughout the universe.

Must faith be exactly that, the willingness and ability to believe in the face of a lack of evidence? If one could find the evidence, would then the faith be dead?

Without consciousness and intelligence, the universe would lack meaning.

If the means were available, we could trace our ancestry - yours and mine - back to the first blob of life-like material that came into being on the planet.

If mankind were to continue in other than the present barbarism, a new path must be found, a new civilization based on some other method than technology.

It is only of life on Earth, however, that one can speak with any certainty. It seems to me that all life on Earth, the sum total of life upon the Earth, has purpose.

Could that have been what happened to the human race - a willing perversity that set at naught all human values which had been so hardly won and structured in the light of reason for a span of more than a million years?

Less than an hour before he'd congratulated himself on escaping all the traps of Earth, all the snares of Man. Not knowing that the greatest trap of all, the final and the fatal trap, lay on this present planet.

What do you mean by faith? Is faith enough for Man? Should he be satisfied with faith alone? Is there no way of finding out the truth? Is the attitude of faith, of believing in something for which there can be no more than philosophic proof, the true mark of a Christian?

And time itself? Time was a never-ending medium that stretched into the future and the past - except there was no future and no past, but an infinite number of brackets, extending either way, each bracket enclosing its single phase of the Universe.

My reluctance to use alien invasion is due to the feeling that we are not likely to be invaded and taken over.

It seems to me, thinking of it, that there must be some universal plan which set in motion the orbiting of the electrons about the nucleus and the slower, more majestic orbit of the galaxies about one another to the very edge of space.

Without consciousness and intelligence the universe would lack meaning.

I like to take pictures of lots of things: people-such as my nephews, my dogs, and just interesting objects that I see. For instance, I might take a picture of flowers by the side of the road, an old sign or a fence.

I think women are natural caretakers. They take care of everybody. They take care of their husbands and their kids and their dogs, and don't spend a lot of time just getting back and taking time out.

I am elected by the people of Bucharest, not the dogs.

My feet are dogs.

The only creatures that are evolved enough to convey pure love are dogs and infants.

Happens to everybody. Horses, dogs, men. Nobody gets out of life alive.

I'm looking more like my dogs every day - it must be the shaggy fringe and the ears.

Of the seven experiments, the ones that have been most investigated so far have been the pets. The dogs who know when their masters for coming home, and the sense of being stared at.

People who keep dogs are cowards who haven't got the guts to bite people themselves.

I've got nine kids, nine dogs, three grandkids - and one in the oven. And three parrots!

Flatterers look like friends, as wolves like dogs.

In the fifties I had dreams about touching a naked woman and she would turn to bronze or the dream about hot dogs chasing donuts through the Lincoln Tunnel.

That they may have a little peace, even the best dogs are compelled to snarl occasionally.

Dogs are very, very pleasant with people that they're connected to.

I like to be at home because I just travel so much. I have four dogs, golden retrievers.

There are writers in Germany who drink the Absolute like water; and there are books in which even the dogs make references to the Infinite.

Feed the dogs. I hate to hear them barking like that.

It seems like all the good looking people have smaller dogs these days. Especially for the women, because they always come in with their little Chihuahuas and the guys come in with their Golden Retrievers.

I hope my tongue in prune juice smothers, If I belittle dogs and mothers.

Dogs got personality. Personality goes a long way.

One of my dogs is in the movie Beethoven's 2nd.

Any man who does not like dogs and want them about does not deserve to be in the White House.

You will find that the woman who is really kind to dogs is always one who has failed to inspire sympathy in men.

If you call a cat, he may not come. Which doesn't happen with dogs. They're different types of animals. Cats are very sexy I think too in the way they move.

I started working at Hanna-Barbera in '92 on 2 Stupid Dogs.

Dogs never bite me. Just humans.

Some of my best leading men have been dogs and horses.

Some people wanted champagne and caviar when they should have had beer and hot dogs.

Tofu hot dogs are actually scarier than real hot dogs. It's like wanting the worst possible meat product without even the thrill of it actually being meat.

The more I see of men, the more I like dogs.