The righteous know the needs of their animals, but the mercy of the wicked is cruel.

I hate the sight of monkeys; they remind me so of poor relations.

Animals are good to think with.

Happiness is a warm puppy.

Man is no man, but a wolf, to a stranger.

Man and animals are really the conduit of food, the sepulcher of animals, and resting place of the dead, one causing the death of the other, making themselves the covering for the corruption of other dead bodies.

Go to the ant, you lazybones; consider its ways, and be wise.

Who sleepeth with dogs shall rise with fleas.

I do not mean to call an elephant a vulgar animal, but if you think about him carefully, you will find that his nonvulgarity consists in such gentleness as is possible to elephantine nature—not in his insensitive hide, nor in his clumsy foot, but in the way he will lift his foot if a child lies in his way; and in his sensitive trunk, and still more sensitive mind, and capability of pique on points of honor.

Animals are such agreeable friends—they ask no questions, they pass no criticisms.

Every ass thinks himself worthy to stand with the king’s horses.

Man is the only animal for whom his own existence is a problem which he has to solve and from which he cannot escape.

Men, my dear, are very queer animals—a mixture of horse nervousness, ass stubbornness, and camel malice.