On the way home I saw a fearsome guard dog hounding passers-by from behind his chain link fence. Not sure why someone would select a pug for that duty, but the little fellow was giving it everything he had.
Illusions commend themselves to us because they save us pain and allow us to enjoy pleasure instead. We must therefore accept it without complaint when they sometimes collide with a bit of reality against which they are dashed to pieces.
—Sigmund Freud