All Quotes By Tag: Mouse
“Cowards say it can’t be done, critics say it shouldn’t have been done, creator say well done.”
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“When the little mouse, which was loved as none other was in the mouse-world, got into a trap one night and with a shrill scream forfeited its life for the sight of the bacon, all the mice in the district, in their holes were overcome by trembling and shaking; with eyes blinking uncontrollably they gazed at each other one by one, while their tails scraped the ground busily and senselessly. Then they came out, hesitantly, pushing one another, all drawn towards the scene of death. There it lay, the dear little mouse, its neck caught in the deadly iron, the little pink legs drawn up, and now stiff the feeble body that would so well have deserved a scrap of bacon.The parents stood beside it and eyed their child’s remains.”
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“Wee, sleekit, cowrin, tim’rous beastie,O, what a panic’s in thy breastie! ”
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“I realized then what had happened.She had turned us–all of us, except for Mouse–into great, gaunt, long-legged hounds.Wonderful!” Lea said, pirouetting upon one toe, laughing. “Come, children!” And she leapt off into the jungle, nimble and swift as a doe.A bunch of us dogs stood around for a moment, just sort of staring at one another.And Mouse said, in what sounded to me like perfectly understandable English, “That bitch.”
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“Da. This is going very well already.”Thomas barked out a laugh. “There are seven of us against the Red King and his thirteen most powerful nobles, and it’s going well?”Mouse sneezed.”Eight,” Thomas corrected himself. He rolled his eyes and said, “And the psycho death faerie makes it nine.””It is like movie,” Sanya said, nodding. “Dibs on Legolas.””Are you kidding?” Thomas said. “I’m obviously Legolas. You’re . . .” He squinted thoughtfully at Sanya and then at Martin. “Well. He’s Boromir and you’re clearly Aragorn.””Martin is so dour, he is more like Gimli.” Sanya pointed at Susan. “Her sword is much more like Aragorn’s.””Aragorn wishes he looked that good,” countered Thomas.”What about Karrin?” Sanya asked.”What–for Gimli?” Thomas mused. “She is fairly–“”Finish that sentence, Raith, and we throw down,” said Murphy in a calm, level voice.”Tough,” Thomas said, his expression aggrieved. “I was going to say ‘tough.’ “As the discussion went on–with Molly’s sponsorship, Mouse was lobbying to claim Gimli on the basis of being the shortest, the stoutest, and the hairiest–“Sanya,” I said. “Who did I get cast as?””Sam,” Sanya said.I blinked at him. “Not . . . Oh, for crying out loud, it was perfectly obvious who I should have been.”Sanya shrugged. “It was no contest. They gave Gandalf to your godmother. You got Sam.”