Lb Johnson Quotes

I do not love very often, but I love hard, and this dog had got more than a bit of my heart.

Dogs are an expense, they are worry, and time, and hair, and walks in the rain and the cold. They are also part of the everyday fabric of our lives, to the point that when they leave us, we feel the chill.

Or we can cast off our fear, gather those things around us that are precious, shedding that which only seeks to hinder us and head out into the world, eyes wide open.

He was more than a dog. He was love that crept in on four paws and remains, as long as memory lasts.

But grieving with memories is better than nothing without them and the only thing worse than not being alive, is not having anything to remember.

Thacker, Larry. Mountain Mysteries. Johnson City, TN: Overmountain Press, 2007.

It is the branch that bears the fruit, That feels the knife, To prune it for a larger growth, A fuller life. Though every budding twig be trimmed, And every grace Of swaying tendril, springing leaf, May lose its place. O you whose life of joy seems left, With beauty shorn; Whose aspirations lie in dust, All bruised and torn, Rejoice, though each desire, each dream, Each hope of thine Will fall and fade; it is the hand Of Love Divine That holds the knife, that cuts and breaks With tenderest touch, That you, whose life has borne some fruit, Might now bear much. Annie Johnson Flint