Quotes from Roald Dahl

The rooster has a funny little paper hat over its head, like an ice-cream cone upside down, and my dad is pointing to it proudly and saying, 'Stroke him. Go on, stroke him. Do anything you like to him. He won't move an inch.' The rooster starts scratching

WILLY WONKA'S FAMOUS CHOCOLATE FACTORY IS OPENING AT LAST!

There's someone over there needs a helping hand and it's our job to give it.

And on the pillow of the bed lay the head

This is Mr. Bucket. This is Mrs. Bucket. Mr. and Mrs. Bucket have a small boy whose name is Charlie Bucket.

We is having an interesting babblement about the taste of the human bean. The human bean is not a vegetable.

I is THE BIG FRIENDLY GIANT! I is the BFG. What is your name?' 'My name is Sophie,' Sophie said, hardly

old girl's head went through the ceiling as though it were butter.

I is a dreamblowing giant," the BFG said. "(...) I is scuddling away to other places to blow dreams into the bedrooms of sleeping children. Nice dreams. Lovely golden dreams. Dreams that is giving the dreamers a happy time.

Bütün büyükler çocuklara dev gibi görünürler.

Eve dönüÅŸün keyfini ç?karmak için evden uzaklaÅŸmaya deÄŸer.

Watch with glittering eyes the world around you. [...] Those who do not believe in magic will never find it.

Mr. Bucket was the only person in the family with a job. He worked in a toothpaste factory, where he sat all day long at a bench and screwed the little caps onto the tops of the tubes of toothpaste after the tubes had been filled.

The only meals they could afford were bread and margarine for breakfast, boiled potatoes and cabbage for lunch, and cabbage soup for supper.

introduced her to amazing people who lived exciting lives. She went on olden-day sailing ships with Joseph Conrad. She went to Africa with Ernest Hemingway and to India with Rudyard Kipling. She travelled all over the world while sitting in her little room in an English village.

A bad girl is a far more dangerous thing than a bad boy.

Un libro, piensas, es una cajita milagrosa: puedes meterlo en el bolsillo de tu abrigo y en él caben, sin embargo, muchas más cosas de las que existen en el mundo.

the bed having been pushed on board just before take off. Grandpa

I would love to to go somewhere else and pick peachy fruits in the early morning from the back of an elefunt.

Well, maybe it started that way. As a dream, but doesn't everything? Those buildings. These lights. This whole city. Somebody had to dream about it first. And maybe that is what I did. I dreamed about coming here, but then I did it.

any moment. Keep your guns handy.

He threw up his arms and yelled "Yippeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" And at the same time, his long bony body rose up out of the bed and his bowl of soup went flying into the face of Grandma Josephine, and in one fantastic leap, this old fellow of ninety-six and a half, who hadn't been out of bed these last twenty years, jumped on to the floor and started doing a dance of victory in his pajamas.

Only the President was allowed to call her Nanny. The President's famous cat, Mrs. Taubsypuss, was also in the room. There was absolute silence now in the Presidential study. All eyes were riveted on the T.V. screen as the small glass object, with its booster rockets firing, slid smoothly up behind the giant Space Hotel. "They're going to link up!" shouted the President. "They're going on board our Space Hotel!

what a terrible country it is! Nothing but thick jungles infested by the most dangerous beasts in the entire world—hornswogglers and snozzwangers and those terrible wicked whangdoodles.