The wolf never kills for fun, which is probably one of the main differences distinguishing him from man.

Inaction will cause a man to sink into the slough of despond and vanish without a trace.

You never know when the devil might come calling.

We have doomed the wolf not for what it is, but for what we deliberately and mistakenly perceive it to be –the mythologized epitome of a savage ruthless killer – which is, in reality, no more than a reflected image of ourself.

After all, we fought the Yanks in 1812 and kicked them the hell out of our country - but not with blanks.

Truth I have no trouble with, it's the facts I get all screwed up.

Don't let the facts interfere with the truth.