āAnd what would you do if you met a jibboo?ā
āAdults are only obsolete children.ā
āEvery once in a while, I get mad. 'The Lorax' came out of my being angry. The ecology books I'd read were dull... In 'The Lorax,' I was out to attack what I think are evil things and let the chips fall where they might.ā
āOnce-ler! You're making such smogulous smoke - my poor swomee swans, why they can't sing a note! No one can sing who has smog in his throat.ā
āYou ought to be thankful a hole heaping lot, for The places and people you're lucky you're not!ā
āPlant a new Truffula. Treat it with care. Give it clean water. And feed it fresh air.ā
āa wild dedication of yourselves To undiscovered waters, undreamed shores.ā
āThe True Artist has the planet for his pedestal; the adventurer, after years of strife, has nothing broader than his shoes.ā
āI rather would entreat thy company; To see the wonders of the world abroad, Than, living dully sluggardized at home, Wear out thy youth with shapeless idleness.ā