If we can't be cordial to these creatures' fleece, I think that we deserve to freeze.
Wolf's wool is the best of wool, / but it cannot be sheared because / the wolf will not comply.
We are suffering from too much sarcasm.
The deepest feeling always shows itself in silence.
... we do not admire what we cannot understand.
Which of us has not been stunned by the beauty of an animal's skin or its flexibility in motion?