In my world, everyone’s a pony and they all eat rainbows and poop butterflies!
You are the guy who’ll decide where to go.
You’re a monster, Mr. Grinch. Your heart’s an empty hole. Your brain is full of spiders, You’ve got garlic in your soul.
Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind.” “Don’t cry because it’s over. Smile because it happened.
And when they played they really played. And when they worked they really worked.
Sometimes a complicated question has a simple answer.
[A]s you partake of the world’s bill of fare, that’s darned good advice to follow. Do a lot of spitting out the hot air. And be careful what you swallow.
The words in this book are all phooey. When you say them, your lips will make slips and back flips and your tongue may end up in Saint Looey!
With your head full of brains and your shoes full of feet, you’re too smart to go down any not-so-good street.
He took the Who’s feast, he took the Who pudding, he took the roast beast. He cleaned out that ice box as quick as a flash. Why, the Grinch even took their last can of Who hash.
You can steer yourself in any direction you choose.
Did you ever fly a kite in bed? Did you ever walk with ten cats on your head? Did you ever milk this kind of cow? Well, we can do it. We know how. If you never did, you should. These things are fun and fun is good.
When you think things are bad, when you feel sour and blue, when you start to get mad… you should do what I do! Just tell yourself, Duckie, you’re really quite lucky! Some people are much more… oh, ever so much more… oh, muchly much-much more unlucky than you!
I am weird, you are weird. Everyone in this world is weird. One day two people come together in mutual weirdness and fall in love.
You are you that is truer than true
So be sure when you step, Step with care and great tact.
And will you succeed? Yes indeed, yes indeed! Ninety-eight and three-quarters percent guaranteed!
Don’t grumble! Don’t stew! Some critters are much-much, Oh, ever so much-much So muchly much-much more unlucky than you!
The news just came in from the County of Keck That a very small bug by the name of Van Vleck Is yawning so wide you can look down his neck. This may not seem very important, I know, but it Is, so I’m bothering telling you so.
You ought to be thankful a hole heaping lot, for The places and people you’re lucky you’re not!
Think they work you too hard? Think of poor Ali Sard. He has to mow grass in his uncle’s backyard and its quick growing grass and it grows as he mows it the faster he mows it the faster he grows it. And all that his stingy old uncle will pay for his shoving mower around the hay is piffulous pay of two dooklas a day. And Ali can’t live on such piffulous pay!
My trouble was I had a mind but I couldn’t make it up!
Why are they sad and glad and bad? I do not know, go ask your dad.
I meant no harm I most truly did not, but I had to grow bigger so bigger I got. I biggered my factory, I biggered my roads, I biggered the wagons, I biggered the loads, of the Thneeds I shipped out I was shipping them forth from the South, to the East, to the West. To the North, I went right on biggering selling more thneeds. And I biggered my money which everyone needs.
And he, he himself…the Grinch…carved the roast-beast!
Shorth is better than length.
If I were invited to a dinner party with my characters, I wouldn’t show up.
Plant a new Truffula. Treat it with care. Give it clean water. And feed it fresh air.
It is better to know how to learn than to know.
Teeth are always in style.
I speak for the trees!
A life is a life no matter how small
Ninety percent of the children’s books patronize the child and say there’s a difference between you and me, so you listen to this story. I, for some reason or another, don’t do that. I treat the child as an equal.
It’s not about what it is, it’s about what it can become.
Through three cheese trees three free fleas flew. While these fleas flew, freezy breeze blew. Freezy breeze made these three trees freeze. Freezy trees made these trees’ cheese freeze. That’s what made these three free fleas sneeze.
Cause when a guy does something stupid once, well that’s because he’s a guy. But if he does the same stupid thing twice, that’s usually to impress some girl.
You can get so confused that you’ll start in to race down long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace and grind on for miles across weirdish wild space, headed, I fear, toward a most useless place. The Waiting Place…
You will come to a place where the streets are not marked. Some windows are lighted. but mostly they’re darked. But mostly they’re darked. A place you could sprain both your elbow and chin! Do you dare to stay out? Do you dare to go in? How much can you lose? How much can you win?
You won’t lag behind, because you’ll have the speed. You’ll pass the whole gang and you’ll soon take the lead. Wherever you fly, you’ll be best of the best. Wherever you go, you will top all the rest. Except when you don’t. Because, sometimes, you won’t.
The sun did not shine. It was too wet to play. So we sat in the house. All that cold, cold, wet day.
Nonsense wakes up the brain cells. And it helps develop a sense of humor, which is awfully important in this day and age.
Writing for children is murder. A chapter has to be boiled down to a paragraph. Every word has to count.
It came without ribbions, It cames without tags, It came without packages, boxes, or bags. Christmas can’t be bought from a store. Maybe Christmas means a little bit more…
[Latin] allows you to adore words, take them apart and find out where they came from.
I know I am in love because I am finding it difficult to fall asleep nowadays. This is because after having you around me now I find that reality is better than dreams.
The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote: stink. Stank. Stunk.
If you don’t like me, remember it’s mind over matter. I don’t mind, and you don’t matter.
Adults are just obsolete children and the hell with them.
I get all my ideas in Switzerland near the Forka Pass. There is a little town called Gletch, and two thousand feet up above Gletch there is a smaller hamlet called �ber Gletch. I go there on the fourth of August every summer to get my cuckoo clock fixed. While the cuckoo is in the hospital, I wander around and talk to the people in the streets. They are very strange people, and I get my ideas from them.
You can’t dribble on bow ties.
You can do better than this.” The best slogan I can think of to leave with the kids of the U.S.A. would be “We can . . . and we’ve got to . . . do better than this.
Somehow you’ll escape all that waiting and staying. You’ll find the bright places where Boom Bands are playing.
On and on you will hike. And I know you’ll hike far and face up to your problems whatever they are.
It has often been said there’s so much to be read, you never can cram all those words in your head.
Be yourself and the people that don’t mind are the people that matter.
Everything stinks until it’s finished.
It’s high time you were shown That you really don’t know all there is to be known.
Sometimes crazy just isn’t enough.
Think! Think and wonder. Wonder and think. How much water can 55 elephants drink?
We’ve taught you that the earth is round, That red and white make pink, And something else that matters more – We’ve taught you how to think.
Remember me and smile, for it’s better to forget than to remember me and cry.
Waiting for the fish to bite or waiting for wind to fly a kite. Or waiting around for Friday night or waiting perhaps for their Uncle Jake or a pot to boil or a better break or a string of pearls or a pair of pants or a wig with curls or another chance. Everyone is just waiting.
You have to be a speedy reader because there’s so so much to read.
Cat, you ruined mom’s dress!” “Honey, it was ruined when she bought it.
Today I shall behave, as if this is the day I will be remembered.
This book is to be read in bed.
And when you’re alone there’s a very good chance you’ll meet things that scare you right out of your pants There are some, down the road between hither and yon, that can scare you so much you won’t want to go on.
The ribbons! The wrappings! The tags! And the tinsel! The trimmings! The trappings!
I learned there are troubles of more than one kind. Some come from ahead and some from behind.
I still climb Mount Everest just as often as I used to. I play polo just as often as I used to. But to walk down to the hardware store I find a little bit more difficult
A life with love will have some thorns, but a life without love will have no roses. To the world, you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.
Too different from other juveniles on the market to warrant its selling.
Simple it’s not, I’m afraid you will find, for a mind maker-upper to make up his mind
Today is gone. Today was fun. Tomorrow is another one. Every day, from here to there, funny things are everywhere.
Oh, what a day. I will make it a holiday.
Children’s reading and children’s thinking are the rock-bottom base upon which this country will rise. Or not rise. In these days of tension and confusion, writers are beginning to realize that books for children have a greater potential for good or evil than any other form of literature on earth.
Fill your house with stacks of books, in all the crannies and all the nooks.
Oh, the places you’ll go! There is fun to be done! There are points to be scored. There are games to be won. And the magical things you can do with that ball will make you the winning-est winner of all. Fame! You’ll be as famous as famous can be, with the whole wide world watching you win on TV. Except when they don’t Because, sometimes they won’t. I’m afraid that some times you’ll play lonely games too. Games you can’t win ’cause you’ll play against you.
The Lorax: Which way does a tree fall? The Once-ler: Uh, down? The Lorax: A tree falls the way it leans. Be careful which way you lean.
Got something new , maybe it’ll work before the end of the day if that’s ok .
You’re on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the one who’ll decide where to go…
The Sneetches got really quite smart on that day. The day they decided that Sneetches are Sneetches. And no kind of Sneetch is the best on the beaches. That day, all the Sneetches forgot about stars and whether they had one, or not, upon thars.
I will not eat them in a house, i will not eat them with a mouse,i will not eat them in a box i will not eat them with a fox, i will not eat them here of there i will not eat them anywhere, I do not like green eggs and ham i do not like them sam i am
unless someone like you comes around, things will never change.
Nothing is going to change, unless someone does something soon
I know it may seem small and insignificant, but it’s not about what it is, it’s about what it can become. That’s not a seed, any more than you’re just a boy.
Read. Travel. Read. Ask. Read. Learn. Read. Connect. Read.
Just never forget to be dexterous and deft. And never mix up your right foot with your left. And will you succeed? Yes! You will, indeed! (98 and 3/4 percent guaranteed.)
I’m sorry to say so but, sadly, it’s true that Bang-ups and Hang-ups can happen to you.
And that is a story that no one can beat, When I say that I saw it on Mulberry Street.
Don’t give up! I believe in you all. A person’s a person, no matter how small! And you very small persons will not have to die If you make yourselves heard! So come on, now, and TRY!
So, open your mouth, lad! For every voice counts!
People are weird. When we find someone with weirdness that is compatible with ours, we team up and call it love.
Young cat! If you keep Your eyes open enough, Oh, the stuff you will learn! The most wonderful stuff!
Reading can take you places you have never been before.
It doesn’t matter what it is.What matters is what it will become.
A Wasn’t just isn’t. He just isn’t present. But you… You ARE YOU! And, now isn’t that pleasant!
Children want the same things we want. To laugh, to be challenged, to be entertained, and delighted.
Think! You can think any think that you wish…
You are you. Now, isn’t that unpleasant?
Step with care and great tact. And remember life’s a great balancing act.
Oh, the places you will go.
Be grateful you’re not in the forest in France Where the average young person just has’ a chance To escape from the perilous pants eating plants But your pants are safe, you’re a fortunate guy You ought to be shouting how lucky am I
Bump! Bump! Bump! Did you ever ride a wump? We have a Wump with just one hump. But, we know a man called Mr. Gump. Mr Gump has a seven hump Wump. So… if you Bump! Bump! Just jump on the hump on the Wump of Gump.
I’m glad we had the times together just to laugh and sing a song, seems like we just got started and then before you know it, the times we had together were gone.
You”ll miss the best things if you keep your eyes shut.
It has often been said there’s so much to be read, you never can cram all those words in your head. So the writer who breeds more words than he needs is making a chore for the reader who reads. That’s why my belief is the briefer the brief is, the greater the sigh of the reader’s relief is. And that’s why your books have such power and strength. You publish with shorth! (Shorth is better than length.)
Everything stinks till it’s finished.
You have to be a speedy reader because there’s so so much to read.
He took the Who’s feast, he took the Who pudding, he took the roast beast. He cleaned out that ice box as quick as a flash. Why, the Grinch even took their last can of Who hash.
Ninety percent of the children’s books patronize the child and say there’s a difference between you and me, so you listen to this story. I, for some reason or another, do’ do that. I treat the child as an equal.
Cause when a guy does something stupid once, well that’s because he’s a guy. But if he does the same stupid thing twice, that’s usually to impress some girl.
I’m afraid that sometimes you’ll play lonely games too. Games you can’t win ’cause you’ll play against you.
So the writer who breeds more words than he needs, is making a chore for the reader who reads.
He should not be here, ” said the fish in the pot. ” he should not be here when your mother is not.
My shoe is off. My foot is cold. I have a bird I like to hold.
Oh, the things you can find if you don’t stay behind!
I can read in red. I can read in blue. I can read in pickle color too.
Why fit in when you were born to stand out?
Be awesome! Be a book nut!
I’m glad we had the times together just to laugh and sing a song, seems like we just got started and then before you know it, the times we had together were gone.
Not here not there not anywhere!
When he worked, he really worked. But when he played, he really PLAYED.
It’s opener, out there, in the wide, open air.
Onward up many a frightening creek, though your arms may get sore and your sneakers may leak. Oh! The places you’ll go!
You’ll miss the best things if you keep your eyes shut.
I said, “I do not fear those pants with nobody inside them.” I said, and said, and said those words. I said them but I lied them.
I know it is wet and the sun is not sunny, but we can have lots of good fun that is funny.
Bump! Bump! Bump! Did you ever ride a wump? We have a Wump with just one hump. But, we know a man called Mr. Gump. Mr Gump has a seven hump Wump. So… if you Bump! Bump! Just jump on the hump on the Wump of Gump.
When the world says, “Give up,” Hope whispers, “Try it one more time”.You have more potential than you believe you do.Don’t cry because its over, smile because it happened.
Once-ler! You’re making such smogulous smoke – my poor swomee swans, why they can’t sing a note! No one can sing who has smog in his throat.
Congratulations! Today is your day!
In the places I go there are things that I see that I never could spell if I stopped with the Z.
It’s a troublesome world. All the people who are in it are troubled with troubles almost every minute. You ought to be thankful, a whole heaping lot, for the places and people you’re lucky you’re not.
A kid is a guy I never wrote down to. He’s interested in what I say if I make it interesting.
Christmas will always be as long as we stand heart to heart and hand in hand.
Even though we may all become extinct, we can still leave our footprint in the sand.
I am the Lorax! I speak for the trees, Which you seem to be chopping as fast as you please; But I also speak for the brown Barbaloots, Who frolicked and played in their Barbaloot suits, Happily eating Truffula fruits. Now, since you’ve chopped the trees to the ground There’s not enough Truffula fruit to go ’round! And my poor Barbaloots are all feeling the crummies Because they have gas, and no food, in their tummies.
Here are some who like to run. They run for fun in the hot, hot sun.
Life’s just one great journey. It’s a road we travel as we go from point A to point B. What makes that journey worthwhile is the people we choose to travel with, the people we hold close as we take steps into the darkness and blindly make our way through life. They’re the people who matter.
I am lucky to be what I am! Thank goodness I’m not just a clam, or a ham, or a dusty jar of sour gooseberry jam! I am what I am – that’s a great thing to be!
Children’s reading and children’s thinking are the rock-bottom base upon which this country will rise.
Sleep is like the unicorn – it is rumored to exist, but I doubt I will see any
Whats the point of fitting in, when we were meant to stand out?
It has often been said there’s so much to be read, you never can cram all those words in your head. So the writer who breeds more words than he needs is making a chore for the reader who reads. That’s why my belief is the briefer the brief is, the greater the sigh of the reader’s relief is. And that’s why your books have such power and strength. You publish with shorth! (Shorth is better than length.)
Oh the places you’ll go! There is fun to be done!
Oh, the thinks you can think!
Writing simply means no dependent clauses, no dangling things, no flashbacks, and keeping the subject near the predicate. We throw in as many fresh words we can get away with. Simple, short sentences don’t always work. You have to do tricks with pacing, alternate long sentences with short, to keep it vital and alive…. Virtually every page is a cliffhanger-you’ve got to force them to turn it.”~
You have to be odd to be number one.
Gray day. Everything is gray. I watch. But nothing moves today.
Adults are only obsolete children.
Look at life through the wrong end of the telescope.
When something bad happens you have three choices. You can either let it define you, let it destroy you, or you can let it strengthen you.
You can’t build a substantial V out of turtles!
If you get a chance, take it. If it changes your life, let it. Nobody said it’d be easy, they just promised it would be worth it.
People who mind don’t matter. But people who matter don’t mind.
You can find magic wherever you look. Sit back and relax, all you need is a book.
Thank goodness for all the things you are not, thank goodness you’re not something someone forgot, and left all alone in some punkerish place, like a rusty tin coat hanger hanging in space.
I don’t like audiences, I prefer my mistakes in private.
And what happened then? Well, in Whoville they say that the Grinch’s small heart grew three sizes that day
Pop guns! And bicycles! Roller skates! Drums! Checkerboards! Tricycles! Popcorn! And plums! And he stuffed them in bags. Then the Grinch, very nimbly, Stuffed all the bags, one by one, up the chimbley!
Out there things can happen, and frequently do, To people as brainy and footsy as you. And when things start to happen, don’t worry, don’t stew. Just go right along, you’ll start happening too!
Nonsense wakes up the brain cells. And it helps develop a sense of humor, which is awfully important in this day and age. Humor has a tremendous place in this sordid world. It’s more than just a matter of laughing. If you can see things out of whack, then you can see how things can be in whack.
When you’re in a Slump, you’re not in for much fun. Un-slumping yourself is not easily done.
Now, the Star-Belly Sneetches had bellies with stars. The Plain-Belly Sneetches had none upon thars.
Kid, you’ll move mountains.
You can do better than this.” The best slogan I can think of to leave with the kids of the U.S.A. would be “We can . . . and we”ve got to . . . do better than this.
It has often been said there’s so much to be read, you never can cram all those words in your head.
One fish. Two fish. Red fish. Blue fish. Black fish. Blue fish. Old fish. New fish. This one has a little star. This one has a little car. Say! What a lot of fish there are.
And will you succeed? Yes, you will indeed!
Unslumping yourself is not easily done.
Don’t live to please everyone. Embrace those who enjoy your company and to hell with the haters.
Don’t conform for the sake of pleasing others. Mold yourself into the person that you want to be.
You make ’em, I amuse ’em. [children]
I get all my ideas in Switzerland near the Forka Pass. There is a little town called Gletch, and two thousand feet up above Gletch there is a smaller hamlet called &220;ber Gletch. I go there on the fourth of August every summer to get my cuckoo clock fixed. While the cuckoo is in the hospital, I wander around and talk to the people in the streets. They are very strange people, and I get my ideas from them.
So be sure when you step, Step with care and great tact. And remember that life’s A Great Balancing Act. And will you succeed? Yes! You will, indeed! (98 and &190; percent guaranteed) Kid, you’ll move mountains.
If I went in debt a million dollars every time I committed genocide, I’d be our economy.
My friends!, cried the elephant. Tell me! Do tell! Are you safe? Are you sound? Are you whole? Are you well?
And that is a story that no one can beat, When I say that I saw it on Mulberry Street.
On the fifteenth of May, in the Jungle of Nool, In the heat of the day, in the cool of the pool, He was splashing… enjoying the jungle’s great joys… When Horton the elephant heard a small noise.
You’re going to be roped! And you’re going to be caged! And, as for your dust speck – hah! That we shall boil in a hot steaming kettle of Beezle-Nut Oil!
Don’t give up! I believe in you all. A person’s a person, no matter how small! And you very small persons will not have to die If you make yourselves heard! So come on, now, and TRY!
This, cried the Mayor, is your town’s darkest hour! The time for all Whos who have blood that is red To come to the aid of their country!, he said. We’ve GOT to make noises in greater amounts! So, open your mouth, lad! For every voice counts!
Oh the things you can find If you don’t stay behind!
In the places I go there are things that I see That I never could spell if I stopped with the Z. I’m telling you this ’cause you’re one of my friends. My alphabet starts where your alphabet ends!
So, on beyond Z! It’s high time you were shown That you really don’t know All there is to be known.
The sun did not shine. It was too wet to play. So we sat in the house All that cold, cold, wet day.
We looked! Then we saw him Step in on the mat! We looked! And we saw him! The Cat in the Hat!
Maybe Christmas, he thought, doesn’t come from a store. Maybe Christmas… perhaps… means a little bit more!
In Who-ville they say That the Grinch’s small heart Grew three sizes that day!
And today the great Yertle, that Marvelous he, Is King of the Mud. That is all he can see. And the turtles, of course… all the turtles are free As turtles and, maybe, all creatures should be.
I know up on top you are seeing great sights, But down here on the bottom, We too should have rights.
From there to here, from here to there, funny things are everywhere.
If you never did You should. These things are fun. and Fun is good.
Sam I am I am Sam I am Sam Sam I am.
I would not like them here or there. I would not like them anywhere. I do not like green eggs and ham. I do not like them Sam I Am.
Say! I like green eggs and ham! I do! I like them, Sam-I-am!
Mister!, he said with a sawdusty sneeze, I am the Lorax, I speak for the trees. I speak for the trees, for the trees have no tongues, And I’m asking you, sir, at the top of my lungs – He was very upset as he shouted and puffed – What’s that THING you’ve made out of my Truffula tuft?
And suppose that you lived In that forest in France Where the average young person Just hasn’t a chance To escape from the perilous Pants eating plants!
You oughta be thankful A whole heaping lot For the people and places You’re lucky you’re not.
Young cat! If you keep Your eyes open enough, Oh, the stuff you will learn! The most wonderful stuff!
You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose.
With your head full of brains, And your shoes full of feet, You’re too smart to go down a not-so-good-street.
Out there things can happen, and frequently do, To people as brainy and footsy as you. And when things start to happen, don’t worry, don’t stew. Just go right along, you’ll start happening too!
Will you succeed? Yes you will indeed! (98 and 3-4 percent guaranteed.)
Step with care and great tact And remember that Life’s a Great Balancing Act Just never forget to be dexterous and deft And never mix up your right foot with your left.
Young cat, if you keep your eyes open enough, oh, the stuff you would learn! The most wonderful stuff!
I am the Lorax, and I’ll yell and I’ll shout for the fine things on earth that are on their way out!
You know you’re in love when you don’t want to fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.
My uncle ordered popovers from the restaurant’s bill of fare. And, when they were served, he regarded them with a penetrating stare. Then he spoke great words of wisdom as he sat there on that chair: To eat these things, said my uncle, You must exercise great care. You may swallow down what’s solid, but you must spit out the air! And as you partake of the world’s bill of fare, that’s darned good advice to follow. Do a lot of spitting out the hot air. And be careful what you swallow.
My alphabet starts with this letter called yuzz. It’s the letter I use to spell yuzz-a-ma-tuzz. You’ll be sort of surprised what there is to be found once you go beyond ‘Z’ and start poking around!
And bring back an it-kutch, A preep, and a proo, A nerkle, a NERD, And a seersucker, too!
Oh, I do not like it! Not one little bit!
You will see something new. Two things. And I call them Thing One and Thing Two.
What would you do If your mother asked you?
Every Who Down in Who-ville Liked Christmas a lot… But the Grinch, Who lived just north of Who-ville, Did NOT!
The most likely reason of all May have been that his heart was two sizes too small.
I am the Lorax. I speak for the trees.
Plant a new Truffula. Treat it with care. Give it clean water. And feed it fresh air. Grow a forest. Protect it from axes that hack. Then the Lorax and all of his friends may come back.
Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind.
How did it get so late so soon? It’s night before it’s afternoon. December is here before it’s June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon?
I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living. It’s a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope, which is what I do, and that enables you to laugh at life’s realities.
I meant what I said, and I said what I meant An elephant’s faithful, One hundred percent.
A Was’ just isn’t. He just isn’t present. But you… You ARE YOU! And, now isn’t that pleasant!
I like nonsense – it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living. It’s a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope… and that enables you to laugh at all of life’s realities.
And, now, come to this spot Where the spotlight is hot And you’ll see in the spotlight A Juggling Jott Who can juggle some stuff You might think he could not… Such as twenty-two question marks, Which is a lot. Also forty-four commas And, also, one dot! That’s the kind of Circus McGurkus I’ve got!
If you want to get things you can’t buy in a store, you have to do things never thought of before.
I look at the world through the wrong end of a telescope.
If you can see things out of whack, then you can see how things can be in whack.
I have heard there are troubles of more than one kind. Some come from ahead and some come from behind. But I’ve bought a big bat. I’m all ready you see. Now my troubles are going to have troubles with me!
When beetles fight these battles in a bottle with their paddles and the bottle’s on a poodle and the poodle’s eating noodles… …they call this a muddle puddle tweetle poodle beetle noodle bottle paddle battle.
If things start happening, don’t worry, don’t stew, just go right along and you’ll start happening too.
You’re off to Great Places! Today is your day! Your mountain is waiting, So… get on your way!
Big Z, little Z, what begins with Z? I do. I’m a zizzer zazzer zuzz, as you can plainly see.
This is not good. This is not right. My feet stick out of bed all night. And when I pull them in, oh dear! My head sticks out of bed out here!
How did it get so late so soon?
So be sure when you step, Step with care and great tact. And remember that life’s A Great Balancing Act. And will you succeed? Yes! You will, indeed! (98 and � percent guaranteed) Kid, you’ll move mountains.
Things may happen and often do to people as brainy and footsy as you
All those Nupboards in the Cupboards they’re good fun to have about. But that Nooth gush on my tooth brush…..Him I could do without.
Words and pictures are yin and yang. Married, they produce a progeny more interesting than either parent.
And this mess is so big And so deep and so tall, We cannot pick it up. There is no way at all!
Being crazy isn’t enough.
Be grateful you’re not in the forest in France Where the average young person just hasn’t a chance To escape from the perilous pants eating plants But your pants are safe, you’re a fortunate guy You ought to be shouting how lucky am I
Try them, try them, and you may! Try them and you may, I say.
Catch! calls the Once-ler. He lets something fall. It’s a Truffula Seed. It’s the last one of all! You’re in charge of the last of the Truffula Seeds. And Truffula Trees are what everyone needs. Plant a new Truffula. Treat it with care. Give it clean water. And feed it fresh air. Grow a forest. Protect it from axes that hack. Then the Lorax and all of his friends may come back.
My uncle ordered popovers from the restaurant’s bill of fare. And, when they were served, he regarded them with a penetrating stare. Then he spoke great words of wisdom as he sat there on that chair: “To eat these things,” said my uncle, “You must exercise great care. You may swallow down what’s solid, but you must spit out the air!” And as you partake of the world’s bill of fare, that’s darned good advice to follow. Do a lot of spitting out the hot air. And be careful what you swallow.
Day Play We play all day. Night Fight We fight all night.
Poor empty pants With nobody inside them.
There’s no limit to how much you’ll know, depending how far beyond zebra you go.
If you never did you should. These things are fun and fun is good.
Look at me! Look at me! Look at me NOW! It is fun to have fun But you have to know how.
If you’d never been born, then you might be an Isn’t! An Isn’t has no fun at all. No, he disn’t.
It all began with a shoe on the wall. A shoe on the wall shouldn’t be there at all.
Oh the places you’ll go! There is fun to be done! There are points to be scored. There are games to be won. And the magical things you can do with that ball will make you the winning-est winner of all.
Just tell yourself, Duckie, you’re real quite lucky.
You’ll get mixed up, of course, as you already know. You’ll get mixed up with many strange birds as you go. So be sure when you step. Step with care and great tact and remember that Life’s a Great Balancing Act. Just never forget to be dexterous and deft. And never mix up your right foot with your left.
I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, it’s a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope. Which is what I do, and that enables you to laugh at life’s realities.
The more that you read, the more things you will know. The more that you learn, the more places you’ll go.
How did it get so late so soon? Its night before its afternoon. December is here before its June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon?
Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It’s not.
Think left and think right and think low and think high. Oh, the thinks you can think up if only you try!
Today was good. Today was fun. Tomorrow is another one.
I’ve heard there are troubles of more than one kind; some come from ahead, and some come from behind. But I’ve brought a big bat. I’m all ready, you see; now my troubles are going to have troubles with me!
Adults are just outdated children.
Step with care and great tact ,and remember that Life’s a Great Balancing Act.
You’re never too old, too wacky, too wild, to pick up a book and read to a child.
From there to here, and here to there, funny things are everywhere.
Only you can control your future.
Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, it’s a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope, and that enables you to laugh at life’s realities.
You can get help from teachers, but you are going to have to learn a lot by yourself, sitting alone in a room.
You’re in pretty good shape for the shape you are in.
A person’s a person, no matter how small.
I like nonsense; it wakes up the brain cells.
Adults are obsolete children.
I meant what I said and I said what I meant.
Whenever things go a bit sour in a job I’m doing, I always tell myself, ‘You can do better than this.’
Preachers in pulpits talked about what a great message is in the book. No matter what you do, somebody always imputes meaning into your books.
When at last we are sure, You’ve been properly pilled, Then a few paper forms, Must be properly filled. So that you and your heirs, May be properly billed.
Sometimes, when I see my granddaughters make small discoveries of their own, I wish I were a child.
I start drawing, and eventually the characters involve themselves in a situation. Then in the end, I go back and try to cut out most of the preachments.
Fun is good.
You make ’em, I amuse ’em.
Maybe Christmas, the Grinch thought, doesn’t come from a store.
Hollywood is not suited for me, and I am not suited for it.
I am not a consecutive writer.
And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags. And he puzzled and puzzled ’till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn’t come from a store. What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more.
He who makes a beast out of himself gets rid of the pain of being a man.
One fish Two fish Red fish Blue fish!
I box in yellow Gox box socks.
And the turtles, of course…all the turtles are free, as turtles and, maybe, all creatures should be.
I know, up on top you are seeing great sights, but down here at the bottom we, too, should have rights.
All alone! Whether you like it or not, alone is something you’ll be quite a lot!
My alphabet starts with this letter called yuzz. It s the letter I use to spell yuzz a ma tuzz. You ll be sort of surprised what there is to be found once you go beyond Z and start poking around
The storm starts, when the drops start dropping When the drops stop dropping then the storm starts stopping.
How true, how true” said the Sour Kangaroo, “And from now on, you know what I’m gonna do? I’m going to protect them with you!” And the Young Kangaroo in her pouch said “Me too!
For a host, above all, must be kind to his guests.
If you want to catch beasts you don’t see every day, You have to go places quite out of the way, You have to go places no others can get to. You have to get cold and you have too get wet, too.
You’ll be on your way up! You’ll be seeing great sights! You’ll join the high fliers who soar to high heights.
I do not like green eggs and ham. I do not like them, Sam-I-Am.
ASAP. Whatever that means. It must mean, ‘Act swiftly awesome pacyderm!
Horton, the kangaroo has sent Vlad!’ Vlad? I know two Vlads. One is a cute little bunny that brings me cookies. The other is bad Vlad. Which Vlad?’ Which one do you think?’ Bad Vlad?’ Good call.
Think and wonder, wonder and think.
They say I’m old-fashioned, and live in the past, but sometimes I think progress progresses too fast!
And what would you do if you met a jibboo?
In the house, and on the street, how many, many feet you meet.
Fame you’ll be famous, as famous as can be, with everyone watching you win on TV, Except when they don’t because sometimes they won’t..
The moon was out and I saw some sheep. I saw some sheep take a walk in their sleep. By the light of the moon, by the light of a star, They walked all night from near to far. I would never walk, I would take a car.
The problem with writing a book in verse is, to be successful, it has to sound like you knocked it off on a rainy Friday afternoon. It has to sound easy. When you can do it, it helps tremendously because it’s a thing that forces kids to read on. You have this unconsummated feeling if you stop.
‘The Lorax’ book was intended to be propaganda.
I tend to basically exaggerate in life, and in writing, it’s fine to exaggerate. I really enjoy overstating for the purpose of getting a laugh. For another thing, writing is easier than digging ditches. Well, actually, that’s an exaggeration. It isn’t.
I am the Lorax. I speak for the trees. I speak for the trees for the trees have no tongues.
Today you are you! That is truer than true! There is no one alive who is you-er than you!
Don’t cry because it’s over. Smile because it happened.
You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself in any direction you choose. You’re on your own, and you know what you know. And you are the guy who’ll decide where to go.
I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living.
Sometimes the questions are complicated and the answers are simple.
You know you’re in love when you can’t fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.
Everything stinks till it’s finished.
The more you read, the more things you will know.
Sometimes you will never know the value of something,until it becomes a memory.
The more that you read, The more things you will know. The more that you learn, The more places you’ll go.
Today is your day! Your mountain is waiting. So… get on your way.
Because when you stop and look around, this life is pretty amazing.
It is fun to have fun.
