Author of quotes: Kate Dicamillo. Page 1

The mouse should behave in the mouse, otherwise troubles will not be gathered.

Love is all nonsense.
But love is also a miracle. And it has enormous power.

...a difficult fate (whether it be a meeting with the rats or something else entirely) prepared for every mouse and man that dares to be different.

The world is in darkness, and the light in it is worth its weight in gold.

Once there lived a China rabbit who loved a little girl. The rabbit went on a journey across the ocean and fell overboard, but was saved by a fisherman. He was buried in a pile of garbage, but it dug the dog. He wandered for a long time with the vagrants and very long stood a Scarecrow in the garden.
Once there lived a rabbit who loved a little girl and saw how she died.
The rabbit danced on the streets of Memphis. Cook smashed him in the head, and the puppet master it was glued.
And the rabbit swore that he would never make this mistake - never be anyone to love.
Once there lived a rabbit who danced in a spring garden, along with her daughter the girl that loved him at the beginning of his life. Dancing, the girl circled the rabbit across the lawn. Sometimes they were spinning so fast that it looked like they have wings and they fly.
Once there lived a rabbit who one day returned home.

I wonder who'll come after me this time? After all, someone will come. Someone always comes. Who will be this time?
- I don't care, ' replied Edward. - Even if no one will come. Still...
- Terrible! - exclaimed the old doll. - How can you live with such thoughts? In such a life makes no sense. Inside must live in expectation, anticipation. We must live with hope, to bathe in it. And think about who loves you and whom you love in return.
I'm through with love - cut Edward. - I'm finished. It's too painful.

- I don't need to I bought, ' said Edward.
Doll gasped.
- You don't want you to buy it? incredulously she repeated. - Don't want you to have a little lady that loves you?
Sarah-Ruth! Abilene! Their names raced through my head Edward, as the notes of a sad but sweet music.
- I'm loved, ' replied Edward. - I loved a girl called Abilene. I loved the fisherman and his wife, I loved the tramp and his dog. I loved the boy who played the harmonica, and the girl who died. Don't talk to me about love, he said. - I know what love is.

"Hello," he said to Edward. He again wiped his hand under his nose, and then picked up a harmonica and played another song. - Bet you didn't believe that I get back? But I'm back. I've come to save you.
"Too late, thought Edward, when Bryce climbed the pole and began to untie the wire that was bolted pads of a rabbit. - I still have nothing left, an empty shell".
"Too late, thought Edward, when Bryce pulled the nails out of his ears. - I'm just a doll, a porcelain doll".
But when was the last nail taken out and Edward fell directly into the outstretched hands of Bryce, he had felt relief, peace and even joy.
"Maybe not too late, he thought. - Maybe I'm still worth saving".

And something in the depths of his soul ached, ached. It is a pity that he does not know how to cry.

Open your heart, ' she said softly. - Someone will come. For you someone will come, definitely. But first, you must open your heart.

I learned to love. And it's awful. Love broke my heart.

- Who am I? I Ernst, Ernst - the king of the world. Why I'm king of the world? Because I'm the king of dumps. And the world is in the dumps. Ha ha! So I am Ernst - the king of the world.

Well, if I was destined to choke and drown, I would have choked and drowned.

He wanted to take care of her. He was willing to give her everything, not just ears.