I am called a dog because I fawn on those who give me anything, I yelp at those who refuse, and I set my teeth in rascals.

The sun, too, shines into cesspools and is not polluted.

I am Diogenes the Dog. I nuzzle the kind, bark at the greedy and bite scoundrels.

Chilo advised, "not to speak evil of the dead."

I am looking for an honest man.

Love comes with hunger.

The art of being a slave is to rule one's master.