Patrick

“Why can't we be friends now?" said the other, holding him affectionately. "It's what I want. It's what you want." But the horses didn't want it — they swerved apart: the earth didn't want it, sending up rocks through which riders must pass single file; the temple, the tank, the jail, the palace, the birds, the carrion, the Guest House, that came into view as they emerged from the gap and saw Mau beneath: they didn't want it, they said in their hundred voices "No, not yet," and the sky said "No, not there.”
― E.M. Forster, A Passage to India

“Thou calledst me a dog before thou hadst a cause,
But since I am a dog, beware my fangs.”
― William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice

“There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that receives it.”
― Edith Wharton

“Janet! Donkeys!”
― Charles Dickens, David Copperfield