Quote by James Herriot
If having a soul means being able to feel love and loyalty and gra

If having a soul means being able to feel love and loyalty and gratitude, then animals are better off than a lot of humans. – James Herriot

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I am never at my best in the early morning, especially a cold morning in the Yorkshire spring with a piercing March wind sweeping down from the fells, finding its way inside my clothing, nipping at my nose and ears. – James Herriot

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I hope to make people realize how totally helpless animals are, how dependent on us, trusting as a child must that we will be kind and take care of their needs. – James Herriot

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Love is something far more than desire for sexual intercourse it is the principal means of escape from the loneliness which afflicts most men and women throughout the greater part of their lives. – Bertrand Russell

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I love everything thats old, – old friends, old times, old manners, old books, old wine. – Oliver Goldsmith

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Love and work… work and love, thats all there is. – Sigmund Freud

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If you have only one smile in you give it to the people you love. – Maya Angelou

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At issue in the Hiss Case was the question whether this sick society, which we call Western civilization, could in its extremity still cast up a man whose faith in it was so great that he would voluntarily abandon those things which men hold good, including life, to defend it. – Whittaker Chambers

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And even if you were in some prison, the walls of which let none of the sounds of the world come to your senses — would you not then still have your childhood, that precious, kingly possession, that treasure-house of memories? – Rainer Maria Rilke

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