The Rescuers Quotes
The Rescuers
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“If he's a poet, why's he in jail?" demanded a suspicious voice.
Madam Chairwoman shrugged velvet shoulders.
"Perhaps he writes free verse," she suggested cunningly.
A stir of approval answered her. Mice are all for people being free, so that they too can be freed form their eternal task of cheering prisoners--so that they can stay snug at home, nibbling the family cheese, instead of sleeping out in damp straw on a diet of stale bread.”
― The Rescuers
Madam Chairwoman shrugged velvet shoulders.
"Perhaps he writes free verse," she suggested cunningly.
A stir of approval answered her. Mice are all for people being free, so that they too can be freed form their eternal task of cheering prisoners--so that they can stay snug at home, nibbling the family cheese, instead of sleeping out in damp straw on a diet of stale bread.”
― The Rescuers
“What you must have seen, marveled bernard, of courts and embassies! I'm afraid my society must seem very dull to you.
Not at all, said miss Bianca. There is nothing more tedious than a constant round of gaiety. What you have to tell, of life in a pantry, is far more interesting.
They talked in this way for hours, miss Bianca describing things like musical evenings when the embassy ballroom was decorated with six hundred pink roses, and Bernard describing things like sports Day in the pantry. (The biggest race twice round the top china shelf, five points penalty if you touched china.) They told each other their earliest recollections: miss Bianca's of waking up on a pink silk pillow, and Bernard's of helping to roll home a walnut . . .
It was a happy time. By night songs and stories, by day agreeable conversation, and ever the beautiful landscape unfolding on either hand -- it was a happy time indeed. If only it could have gone on forever! But the days passed, the wagons rolled, and presently the country began to change.”
― The Rescuers
Not at all, said miss Bianca. There is nothing more tedious than a constant round of gaiety. What you have to tell, of life in a pantry, is far more interesting.
They talked in this way for hours, miss Bianca describing things like musical evenings when the embassy ballroom was decorated with six hundred pink roses, and Bernard describing things like sports Day in the pantry. (The biggest race twice round the top china shelf, five points penalty if you touched china.) They told each other their earliest recollections: miss Bianca's of waking up on a pink silk pillow, and Bernard's of helping to roll home a walnut . . .
It was a happy time. By night songs and stories, by day agreeable conversation, and ever the beautiful landscape unfolding on either hand -- it was a happy time indeed. If only it could have gone on forever! But the days passed, the wagons rolled, and presently the country began to change.”
― The Rescuers
