W. Bruce Cameron Quotes

I knew, though, that life was never that easy, that instead of doors being opened for you, to get anywhere, you had to jump over fences.

Yet did you know that every dog alive today has a little wolf DNA? Not just huskies, who often look like wolves, but pugs, corgis, poodles? Chuhuahuas - they sometimes act like they still are wolves.

pg. 301--"Saturday the weather couldn't decide if it was ready to fully entertain winter or if we were still stuck in the fall."
pg.349--"...winter showed up in an angry, punishing fury...

Dog' is 'God' spelled backward; you know that. That's why you're here, to help the nuns do God's work.

but it also had an odd metallic tang to it that I instantly recognized from when I was Buddy and had a bad taste in my mouth that I couldn't get rid of. The bald man probably had the same taste in his mouth, because it was on his breath.

You can usually tell that a man is good if he has a dog who loves him.

Because failure isn't an option if success is just a matter of more effort.

The job of a good dog was ultimately to be with them, remaining by their sides no matter what course their lives might take. All I could do now was offer him comfort, the assurance that as he left this life he was not alone but rather was tended by the dog who loved him more than anything in the whole world.

My last thoughts,as I drifted off, were as always, of the boy

We would drive to Canada, where it would probably be legal for us to get married- it was Canada where they let people do whatever they wanted because it was too cold to bother stopping them.

struggled to get down to play with this new friend, but Ethan held me tight.

What happened to the Ford?" "God, Gloria made me sell it. Supposedly, I had too much independence - that's the new theory, that I ran off because of independence. Also, she wants me to see a shrink. She's convinced that anyone who wouldn't want to live with her has to be crazy.

My purpose, my whole life, had been to love him and be with him, to make him happy. I didn't want to cause any unhappiness now - in that way, I decided it was probably better than he wasn't here to see this, though I missed him so much at that moment the ache of it was as bad as the strange pains in my belly.

Failure is not an option if success is just a matter of trying harder

I wondered briefly if cats also came back after death, then dismissed the thought because as far as I had ever been able to tell, cats do not have a purpose.

Humans were capable of so many amazing things, but too often they just sat making words, not doing anything.

I guess I had never bothered to consider that there might such a thing as a boy, but now that I had found one, I thought it was just about the most wonderful concept in the world. He smelled of mud and sugar and an animal I'd never scented before, and a faint meaty odor clung to his fingers, so I licked them.

But humans drive the cars and decide when dogs eat and where dogs live and clearly this was something else in their power - they could find their dogs when they needed them.

I will miss you, doodle dog," Ethan said to me.

Some people just don't appreciate having a dog around. It's sad to think there are people like that. I knew Gloria was that way - maybe that's why she could never be truly happy.

I was a good dog. I had fulfilled my purpose. Lessons I had learned from being feral had taught me how to escape and how to hide from people when it was necessary, scavenging for food from trash containers. Being with Ethan had taught me love and had taught me my most important purpose, which was taking care of my boy. Jakob and Maya had taught me Find, Show, and, most important of all, how to save people, and it was all of these things, everything I had learned as a dog, that had led me to find Ethan and Hannah and to bring them both together. I understood it now, why I had lived so many times. I had to learn a lot of important skills and lessons, so that when the time came I could rescue Ethan, not from the pond but from the sinking despair of his own life. The

Dogs are not allowed to choose where they live; my fate would be decided by people.

I want to know what good is a web search engine that returns 324,909,188 'matches' to my key word. That's like saying, Good news, we've located the product you're looking for. It's on Earth.

I realized that today I truly understood my purpose as Ellie: not just to Find people but to save them.

For the next several minutes nothing much happened, biscuit wise.

Dogs have important jobs, like barking when the doorbell rings, but cats have no function in a house whatsoever.

I remembered the boy crying the day they buried Smokey in the yard, and I hoped he wouldn't cry over my death. My purpose, my whole life, had been to love him and be with him, to make him happy.

A bouquet of wonderful scents met my nose, and my heart leaped when I realized who I was smelling.
'Molly!' I heard someone call.
I whipped my head around everywhere and there they were, the people I'd been smelling. Everyone I'd ever loved in my life, standing at the edge of the water, smiling and clapping. I saw Ethan and Hannah and Trent and CJ standing in front, along with Andi and Maya and Jakob and all the others.
'Bailey!' Ethan yelled waving.
My names was Toby, and Buddy, and Molly and Max and Bailey and Ellie. I was a good dog, and this was my reward. Now I would get to be with the people I loved.
I turned, whimpering with you, and swam toward those golden shores.

That's the lesson of the dogs, that it's important to both live in the moment and then go on to the next wonderful thing.