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As a rule, indeed, grown-up people are fairly correct on matters of fact it is in the higher gift of imagination that they are so sadly to seek.
Kenneth Grahame
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Kenneth Grahame
Age: 73 †
Born: 1859
Born: March 8
Died: 1932
Died: July 6
Film Writer
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More quotes by Kenneth Grahame
Here today, up and off to somewhere else tomorrow! Travel, change, interest, excitement! The whole world before you, and a horizon that's always changing!
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After all, the best part of a holiday is perhaps not so much to be resting yourself, as to see all the other fellows busy working.
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A careful inspection showed them that, even if they succeeded in righting it by themselves, the cart would travel no longer. The axles were in a hopeless state, and the missing wheel was shattered into pieces.
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Spring was moving in the air above and in the earth below and around him, penetrating even his dark and lowly little house with its spirit of divine discontent and longing.
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Weasels--and stoats--and foxes--and so on. They're all right in a way--I'm very good friends with them--pass the time of day when we meet, and all that--but they break out sometimes, there's no denying it, and then--well, you can't really trust them, and that's the fact.
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For my life, I confess to you, feels to me today somewhat narrow and circumscribed.
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The past was like a bad dream the future was all happy holiday as I moved Southwards week by week, easily, lazily, lingering as long as I dared, but always heeding the call!
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Monkeys who very sensibly refrain from speech, lest they should be set to earn their livings.
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The whole wood seemed running now, running hard, hunting, chasing, closing in round something or - somebody? In panic, he began to run too, aimlessly, he knew not whither.
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The River... It's my world, and I don't want any other. What it hasn't got is not worth having, and what it doesn't know is not worth knowing. Lord! the times we've had together!
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Well, very long ago, on the spot where the Wild Wood waves now, before ever it had planted itself and grown up to what it now is, there was a city - a city of people, you know
Kenneth Grahame
Glorious, stirring sight! murmured Toad. . . . The poetry of motion! The real way to travel! The only way to travel! Here today - in next week tomorrow! Villages skipped, towns and cities jumped- always somebody else's horizons! O bliss! O poop-poop! O my! O my!
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Footprints in the snow have been unfailing provokers of sentiment ever since snow was first a white wonder in this drab-coloured world of ours.
Kenneth Grahame
O what a flowery track lies spread before me, henceforth! What dust clouds shall spring up behind me as I speed on my reckless way! What carts I shall fling carelessly into the ditch in the wake of my magnificent onset!
Kenneth Grahame
There seemed to be no end to this wood, and no beginning, and no difference in it, and, worse of all, no way out
Kenneth Grahame
Toad talked big about all he was going to do in the days to come, while stars grew fuller and larger all around them, and a yellow moon, appearing suddenly and silently from nowhere in particular, came to keep them company and listen to their talk.
Kenneth Grahame
The clever men of Oxford, know all that there is to be knowed but they none of them know one half as much as intelligent Mr. Toad.
Kenneth Grahame
It'll be all right, my fine fellow, said the Otter. I'm coming along with you, and I know every path blindfold and if there's a head that needs to be punched, you can confidently rely upon me to punch it.
Kenneth Grahame
It seemed a place where heroes could fitly feast after victory, where weary harvesters could line up in scores along the table and keep their Harvest Home with mirth and song, or where two or three friends of simple tastes could sit about as they pleased and eat and smoke and talk in comfort and contentment.
Kenneth Grahame
It's not the sort of night for bed, anyhow.
Kenneth Grahame
