āI box in yellow Gox box socks.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
āLord, I could not endure a husband with a beard on his face! I had rather lie in the woolen.ā
āThere is no slander in an allowed fool, though he do nothing but rail.ā
āI will not be sworn but love may transform me to an oysterā