Roald Dahl Quotes

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Roald Dahl
“My darling," she said at last, are you sure you don't mind being a mouse for the rest of your life?"
"I don't mind at all" I said.
It doesn't matter who you are or what you look like as long as somebody loves you.”
Roald Dahl, The Witches

Roald Dahl
“A whizzpopper!" cried the BFG, beaming at her. "Us giants is making whizzpoppers all the time! Whizzpopping is a sign of happiness. It is music in our ears! You surely is not telling me that a little whizzpopping if forbidden among human beans?”
Roald Dahl, The BFG

Roald Dahl
“Never do anything by halves if you want to get away with it. Be outrageous...”
Roald Dahl, Matilda

Roald Dahl
“With frightening suddenness he now began ripping the pages out of the book in handfuls and throwing them in the waste-paper basket.
Matilda froze in horror. The father kept going. There seemed little doubt that the man felt some kind of jealousy. How dare she, he seemed to be saying with each rip of a page, how dare she enjoy reading books when he couldn't? How dare she?”
Roald Dahl, Matilda

Roald Dahl
“You can write about anything for children as long as you've got humour.”
Roald Dahl, The Witches

Roald Dahl
“I libri le aprivano mondi nuovi e le facevano conoscere persone straordinarie che vivevano una vita piena di avventure. Viaggiava su antichi velieri con Joseph Conrad. Andava in Africa con Ernest Hemingway e in India con Kipling. Girava il mondo restando seduta nella sua stanza, in un villaggio inglese.”
Roald Dahl, Matilda

Roald Dahl
“Well not exactly," the father said."Nobody could do that. but it didn't take me long...”
Roald Dahl, Matilda

Roald Dahl
“We may see a Creature with forty-nine heads
Who lives in the desolate snow,
And whenever he catches a cold (which he dreads)
He has forty-nine noses to blow.
'We may see the venomous Pink-Spotted Scrunch
Who can chew up a man with one bite.
It likes to eat five of them roasted for lunch
And eighteen for its supper at night.
'We may see a Dragon, and nobody knows
That we won't see a Unicorn there.
We may see a terrible Monster with toes
Growing out of the tufts of his hair.
'We may see the sweet little Biddy-Bright Hen
So playful, so kind and well-bred;
And such beautiful eggs! You just boil them and then
They explode and they blow off your head.
'A Gnu and a Gnocerous surely you'll see
And that gnormous and gnorrible Gnat
Whose sting when it stings you goes in at the knee
And comes out through the top of your hat.
'We may even get lost and be frozen by frost.
We may die in an earthquake or tremor.
Or nastier still, we may even be tossed
On the horns of a furious Dilemma.
'But who cares! Let us go from this horrible hill!
Let us roll! Let us bowl! Let us plunge!
Let's go rolling and bowling and spinning until
We're away from old Spiker and Sponge!”
Roald dahl, James and the Giant Peach

Roald Dahl
“This allowed her two glorious hours sitting quietly by herself in a cozy corner, devouring one book after another. When she had read every single children's book in the place, she started wandering round in search of something else.”
Roald Dahl, Matilda

Roald Dahl
“It was one of those golden autumn afternoons and there were blackberries and splashes of old man's beard in the hedges, and the hawthorn berries were ripening scarlet for the birds when the cold winter came along. There were tall trees here and there on either side, oak and sycamore and ash and occasionally a sweet chestnut.”
Roald Dahl, Matilda

Roald Dahl
“Hey!' Bruno called out 'Give me the rest of that banana I was eating.”
Roald Dahl

Roald Dahl
“Hiçbir yerden tek ses bile duyulmuyordu. Şeftalinin üzerinde yolculuk yapmak hiç de bir uçak yolculuğuna benzemiyordu. Uçak gökyüzünde patırtılar, gürültüler çıkararak hareket eder ve o kocaman bulut dağlarına gizlenmiş duran bir şeyler varsa, uçak gelirken koşup saklanırlar. İşte bu yüzden, uçakla yolculuk edenler hiçbir şey göremezler.”
Roald Dahl, James and the Giant Peach

Roald Dahl
“Era davvero uno strano spettacolo guardare quella personcina seduta, i cui piedi non arrivavano a terra, completamente assorta nelle meravigliose avventure di Pip e della vecchia signorina Havisham con la sua casa piena di ragnatele, persa nell'incantesimo che Dickens, il grande inventore di storie, aveva saputo creare.”
Roald Dahl, Matilda

Roald Dahl
“The small girl smiles. One eyelid flickers.
She whips a pistol from her knickers.
She aims it at the creature's head,
And bang bang bang, she shoots him dead.”
Roald Dahl Revolting Rhymes

Michael Rosen
“... it's impossible to write the whole, true story of anything. We always leave things out. We quite often put things in. Sometimes, no matter how hard we try not to, we change things. We tell the story in our own way, which might not be the same way someone else would tell it.”
Michael Rosen, Fantastic Mr Dahl

Don Roff
“Any conversation including the mention of Roald Dahl, Ray Bradbury, or Emily Dickinson is one worth getting into or at least eavesdropping.”
Don Roff

Roald Dahl
“What did she do to you?" Matilda asked.
"I don't want to talk about it," Miss Honey said. "It's too horrible."

"But surely you could have complained to somebody?" Matilda said.
"To whom?" Miss Honey said. "And anyway, I was far too terrified to complain. I told you, I was her slave."
"Did she beat you?"
"Let's not go into details," Miss Honey said.”
Roald Dahl, Matilda

Roald Dahl
“But Goldilocks, like many freaks, Does not appreciate antiques.”
Roald Dahl, Revolting Rhymes

“Don`t you worry Roald Dahl, The 6-year old me loved you but the 16-year old me worships you.”
Vaishnavi Hajari

“Los Gingantes [] no se matan entre sí [] ni los gatos matan a los gatos -matan a los ratones- señaló Sofía, [] los guisantes humanos son los únicos que se matan entre sí. [] Los guisantes humanos se aplastan entre ellos sin cesar , se disparan cañones y montan en aerioplanos para arrojarse bombas en la cabeza. [] ¡Los guisantes humanos no dejan de asesinar a otros guisantes humanos! [] (Sofía) empezaba a preguntarse si los humanos eran mejores que los gigantes.”
Roalds Dāls, The BFG

Roald Dahl
“If this person, I kept telling myself, was one of God’s chosen salesmen on earth, then there must be something very wrong about the whole business.”
Roald Dahl, Innocence

Roald Dahl
“Even so,' she said, defending her own race, 'I think it's rotten that those foul giants should go off every night to eat humans. Humans have never done them any harm.'
'That is what the little piggy-wig is saying every day,' the BFG answered. 'He is saying, "I has never done any harm to the human bean so why should he be eating me?"'
'Oh dear,' Sophie said.
'The human beans is making rules to suit themselves,' the BFG went on. 'But the rules they is making do not suit the little piggy-wiggies. Am I right or left?'
'Right,' Sophie said.
'Giants is also making rules. Their rules is not suiting the human beans. Everybody is making his own rules to suit himself.'
'But you don't like it that those beastly giants are eating humans every night, do you?' Sophie asked.
'I do not,' the BFG answered firmly.”
Roald Dahl, The BFG

Roald Dahl
“One could almost hear him saying, 'It's me! Here I come, the great man himself, the master of the house, the wage-earner, the one who makes it possible for the rest of you to live so well! Notice me and pay your respects!”
Roald Dahl, Matilda

Roald Dahl
“Until he was four years old, James Henry Trotter had a happy life. He lived peacefully with his mother and father in a beautiful house beside the sea. There were always plenty of other children for him to play with, and there was the sandy beach for him to run about on, and the ocean to paddle in. It was a perfect life for a small boy.
Then, one day, James's mother and father went to London to do some shopping, and there a terrible thing happened. Both of them suddenly got eaten up (in full daylight, mind you, and on a crowded street) by an enormous angry rhinoceros which had escaped from the London Zoo.”
Roald Dahl, James and the Giant Peach

Roald Dahl
“Just look at that beastly duck cooking at my stove!" Cried Mrs Gregg as she flew past the kitchen window. "How dare she!”
Roald Dahl, The Magic Finger