Christine

“If your writing doesn't keep you up at night, it won't keep anyone else up either”
― James M. Cain

“To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you, I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world..."

But if you tame me, it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life . I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others. Other steps send me hurrying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me, like music, out of my burrow. And then look: you see the grain-fields down yonder? I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad. But you have hair that is the colour of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat..." The fox gazed at the little prince, for a long time. "Please, tame me!" he said.”
― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

“These naughty Frenchmen required a “poacher’s dog” compact in size and ultra obedient. Since they never knew when they and their close working hunting companion would be forced to slide quietly back over a fence or through a bordering hedgerow, these dogs were bred to point surely and retrieve quickly. Above all else, the Brittany was bred to be a superior hunter — and to be versatile. They reasoned, I guess, that a bunny in the pot was just about as good as a partridge on the grill.”
― Wayne Caldwell Simmons, The Story of Jules Verne: A Watch Pocket Dog

“An Indian told them the mountain didn’t want to be climbed—that it cut the rope itself in some mystic way, to keep from being explored—that it grudged anyone discovering its summit. And ‘Grudge Mountain’ it has been, from that day.”
― Albert Payson Terhune, Dog of the High Sierras