These young people naturally grow up with ideas different from ours, for they are born for times when we shall no longer be here
Emile ZolaWhy is it that my heart is so touched whenever I meet a dog lost in our noisy streets? Why do I feel such anguished pity when I see one of these creatures coming and going, sniffing everyone, frightened, despairing of even finding its master?
Emile Zola