Greyfriars Bobby Quotes

“They could not see the little dog, but they knew he was there. They knew now that he would still be there when they could see him no more- his body a part of the soil, his memory a part of all that was held dear and imperishable in that old garden of souls. They could go up to the lodge and look at his famous collar, and they would have his image in bronze on the fountain. And sometime, when the mysterious door opened for them, they might see Bobby again, a sonsie doggie running on the green pastures and beside the still waters, at the heels of his shepherd master, for: If there is not more love in this world than there is room for in God's heaven, Bobby would have just 'gaen awa' hame'.”
― Eleanor Atkinson, Greyfriars Bobby

“Within a narrow limit, and concerning familiar things, the understanding of human speech by these intelligent little terriers is very truly remarkable. At mention of the wee lassie he looked behind for his rough old friend and unfailing refuge. Auld Jack’s absence discovered, Bobby promptly dropped from the seat of honour and from the cart tail, sniffed the smoke of Edinboro’s town, and faced right about. To the farmer’s peremptory call he returned the spicy repartee of a cheerful bark. It was as much as to say:
‘Dinna fash yersel’! I ken what I’m aboot.”
― Eleanor Atkinson, Greyfriars Bobby

“Bumi senantiasa dihiasi kecantikan rangkap tiga. Manusia biasanya tidak memperhatikan segala sesuatu kecuali penampilan luar. Beberapa dari kita cukup beruntung karena memiliki telinga yang mampu menangkap harmoni yang terjalin di antara angin, pepohonan, burung, dan air. Namun, aroma terdekat dengan diir kita yang mampu mengecoh dan menyelimuti bumi malah terlepas dari perhatian kita.”
― Eleanor Atkinson, Greyfriars Bobby

“Those who had come in, soaked and surly, ate their dinner in silence and discomfort and took themselves away, leaving the freshly scrubbed floor as mucky as a moss-hag on the moor. Late in the afternoon a sergeant, risen from the ranks and cocky about it, came in and turned himself out of a dripping greatcoat, dapper and dry in his red tunic, pipe-clayed belt, and winking buttons. He ordered tea and toast and Dundee marmalade with an air of gay well-being that was no less than a personal affront to a man in Mr. Traill’s frame of mind.”
― Eleanor Atkinson, Greyfriars Bobby

“I heard of Bobby first early in the winter, from a Bible-reader at the Medical Mission in the Cowgate, who saw the little dog’s master buried. He sees many strange, sad things in his work, but nothing ever shocked him so as the lonely death of that pious old shepherd in such a picturesque den of vice and misery.” “Ay,”
― Eleanor Atkinson, Greyfriars Bobby