Quotes About Roald Dahl

A lot of young-adult authors, great ones, have tried their hands at literary fiction, and not a lot of them have succeeded. Not even Roald Dahl could switch-hit, and not for lack of trying.

Bacon ~ Roald Dahl loved the smell of bacon sizzling in a frying pan. He even had his own bacon slicer, so that he could carve slices that were exactly right—as thin as tissue paper.

Easter-egg hunt ~ Roald Dahl loved Easter, especially the eggstraordinarily eggciting and eggstremely eggstravagant egg hunts he went on as a child.

Norway ~ Both Roald Dahl's parents were from Norway. They spoke Norwegian to each other, and Roald and his sisters learned Norwegian before English. Roald visited Norway many times and took his own family there for holidays. They spent their time boating, fishing, snorkeling, and visiting a never-ending stream of Norwegian relatives. Do you know what this says? Jeg er en Roald Dahl vifte.

When I was a child I devoured every book I could get my hands on. I loved losing myself in colourful and dramatic stories - and my absolute favourite was 'Charlie And The Chocolate Factory.' Everything about it electrified me, and when I re-read Roald Dahl's books as an adult it surprised me.

The Alexander Technique works... I recommend it enthusiastically to anyone who has neck pains or back pain.

Whipped cream isn't whipped cream at all if it hasnt been whipped with whips, just like poached eggs isn't poached eggs unless it's been stolen in the dead of the night.

Do you like vegetables? Sophie asked, hoping to steer the conversation towards a slightly less dangerous kind of food. You is trying to change the subject, the Giant said sternly. We is having an interesting babblement about the taste of the human bean. The human bean is not a vegetable.

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?

Badger: The cuss you are. Mr. Fox: The cuss am I? Are you cussing with me?

We must hurry!' said Mr. Wonka. 'We have so much time and so little to do! No! Wait! Strike that! Reverse it!

Don't argue, my dear child, please don't argue!" cried Mr. Wonka. "It's such a waste of precious time!

Me is the only one what won't be gobbled up because giants is never eating giants

Then suddenly, he was struck by a powerful but simple little truth, and it was this: that English grammar is governed by rules that are almost mathematical in their strictness!

Aren't I going back to England? No, she said. I Could never do that. Heaven shall take my soul, but Norway shall keep my bones.

Children should never have baths,' my grandmother said. 'It's a dangerous habit.' 'I agree, Grandmamma.

I am a mouse! You wait till my father hears about this! - He may think it's an improvement.

Twenty-four feet is puddlenuts in Giant Country.

My grandmother was the only grandmother I ever met who smoked cigars.

that ridiculous machine, That nauseating, foul, unclean, Repulsive television screen!

In the town itself, actually within sight of the house in which Charlie lived, there was an ENORMOUS CHOCOLATE FACTORY! Just imagine that! And it wasn't simply an ordinary enormous chocolate factory, either. It was the largest and most famous in the whole world!

There was an air of menace about them as they loped slowly across the plain with long lolloping strides, heading for the BFG.

What's that?' Sophie cried. 'That is all the giants zippfizzing off to another country to guzzle human beans,' the BFG

Mr. Twit was one of these very hairy-faced men. The whole of his face except for his forehead, his eyes and his nose, was covered with thick hair. The stuff even sprouted in revolting tufts out of his nostrils and ear-holes.