Owan Purcell

“I know why people write poetry," Javi says. "Because they're a bunch of emotional saps with nothin' better to do than whine about ex-girlfriends and dead dogs."
"You're wrong, Javi," I say. "That's called country music.”
― Colleen Hoover

“I thought maybe she'd whisk us off by magic, or at least hail a taxi. Instead, Bast borrowed a silver Lexus convertible.
"Oh, yes," she purred. "I like this one! Come along, children."
"But this isn't yours," I pointed out.
"My dear, I'm a cat. Everything I see is mine." She touched the ignition and the keyhole sparked. The engine began to purr. [No, Sadie. Not like a cat, like an engine.]”
― Rick Riordan, The Red Pyramid

“Heaven goes by favor. If it went by merit, you would stay out and your dog would go in.”
― Mark Twain

“If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went.”
― Will Rogers