Quotes from Richard Adams

Captain," said Bluebell, "do you know what the first blade of grass said to the second blade of grass?" Hazel looked at him sharply, but Holly replied, "Well?" "It said, 'Look, there's a rabbit! We're in danger!

It's like a great mist of folly that covers the whole sky: and we shall never see to go by Frith's light any more. Oh, what will become of us? A thing can be true and still be desperate folly, Hazel.

Muchos humanos dicen que les gusta el invierno, pero lo que realmente les gusta es poderse sentir protegidos frente a él. Para ellos la alimentación no supone ningún problema en invierno. Tienen fuegos y ropa de abrigo. El invierno no puede hacerles daño y, por tanto, aumenta su sensación de bienestar y seguridad. Para los pájaros y los animales, al igual que para las personas pobres, el invierno es otra historia.

Literal religion is full of pitfalls.

You may think it's a wonderful thing to be saved by Lord Frith in his power. How many rabbits has that happened to, I wonder? But I tell you, it was far more frightening than being chased by the Efrafans.

You've bitten through a bigger peg than this one I'm dragging.

If we ever meet again, Hazel-rah,' said Dandelion, as he took cover in the grass verge, 'we ought to have the makings of the best story ever.' 'And you'll be the chap to tell it,' said Hazel.

Racing through the ocher light, Bigwig was impelled by a frenzy of tension and energy. He did not feel the wound in his shoulder. The storm was his own. The storm would defeat Efrafa.

And now, you bunch of mole-snouted, muck-raking, hutch-hearted sheep ticks, get out of my sight sharp.

There is nothing like bad weather to reveal the shortcomings of a dwelling, particularly if it is too small. You are, as they say, stuck with it and have leisure to feel all its peculiar irritations and discomforts.

Are you trying to frighten me, you miserable little lump of chattering chickweed?

You wretched black beetle!

I feel as dry and empty as an autumn puffball— I feel as though the wind could blow my fur away.

How was one to foresee and guard against everything?

El-ahrairah, tu pueblo no puede gobernar el mundo porque yo no lo he dispuesto así. Todo el mundo será tu enemigo, Príncipe con Mil Enemigos, y te matarán si te alcanzan. Pero antes tendrán que atraparte, a ti, que cavas y escuchas y corres, príncipe con la alarma presta. Sé astuto e ingenioso y tu pueblo nunca será destruido.

The white petals spun down around them, covering the grass and speckling their fur, while thirty feet above a thrush sang, "Cherry dew, cherry dew. Knee deep, knee deep, knee deep.

carrying money, food and the seal ring of Bel-ka-Trazet, set out alone for Lak. BOOK VI

It was warm praise and cheered him. What Robin Hood is to the English and John Henry to the American Negroes

stone. No, not a stone. It was smooth and regular—a circular

Personne n'abandonnera personne. Si tu restes, je reste avec toi.

El-ahrairah, your people cannot rule the world, for I will not have it so. All the world will be your enemy, Prince with a Thousand Enemies, and whenever they catch you, they will kill you. But first they must catch you, digger, listener, runner, prince with the swift warning. Be cunning and full of tricks and your people shall never be destroyed.

Rowf's rump slid suddenly forward as smoothly as a turd from a healthy anus.

For birds and animals, as for poor men, winter is another matter.

You're trying to eat grass that isn't there. Why don't you give it a chance to grow?