donkey

I am here, come closer,_ the old donkey said with her eyes. __ will mother you.

Every single person is a fool, insane, a failure, or a bad person to at least ten people.

A city man taking the picture of a donkey and behaving like he has seen an alien creature must absolutely be photographed as he is certainly more interesting than the donkey itself!

I murmur: "It's a seat," a little like an exorcism. But the word stays on my lips: it refuses to go and put itself on the thing. It stays what it is, with its red plush, thousands of little red paws in the air, all still, little dead paws. This enormous belly turned upward, bleeding, inflated__loated with all its dead paws, this belly floating in this car, in this grey sky, is not a seat. It could just as well be a dead donkey tossed about in the water, floating with the current, belly in the air in a great grey river, a river of floods; and I could be sitting on the donkey's belly, my feet dangling in the clear water.

Never send a Man in to do a Donkey's job