Quotes from Mary Carolyn Davies

A good dog never dies.

A good dog never dies. He always stays. He walks besides you on crisp autumn days when frost is on the fields and winter's drawing near. His head is within our hand in his old way.

Three men, together riding, Can win new worlds at their will; Resolute, neer dividing, Lead, and be victors still. Three can laugh and doom a king, Three can make the planets sing.

The talking oak To the ancient spoke. But any tree Will talk to me.