“Those furious zealots who are for cramming it down the throats of the people, without allowing them either time or opportunity to scan or weigh it in the balance of their understandings, bear the same marks in their features as those who have been long wishing to erect an aristocracy in THIS COMMONWEALTH [of Massachusetts].”
“He yanked and pulled with both paws until POP! Off came the button- and off the mattress Corduroy toppled, bang into a tall floor lamp. Over it fell with a crash!
“Corduroy is a bear who once lived in the toy departments of a big store. Day after day he waited with all the other animals and dolls for somebody to come along and take him home.”
“For the first time since the crash he was not thinking of himself, or his own life. Brian was wondering if the bear was as surprised as he to find another being in the berries.”
“The bear, tickled by the mouse’s whiskers, gave an enormous sneeze. Aaaaa-aaaaa-aaaaa-ca-chew! The force of the sneeze shot the mitten up into the sky, and scattered the animals in all directions.”
“Morris’s brother, Victor, got a hockey outfit. Morris’s sister, Rose, got a beauty kit. Morris’s other sister, Betty, got a chemistry set. And Morris got a bear.”
“Anastasia’s father, Dr. Myron Krupnik, was a professor de literature and had read just about every book in the world, which may have been why he knew so much about warts. He had a bear the color of Hubbard squash, though not much hair in his head, and he wore glasses for astigmatism, as Anastasia did, although his were not quite as owly.”
“Let dogs delight to bark and bite.
For God hath made them so;
Let bears and lions growl and fight:
For ‘tis their nature to.
But children you should never let
Such angry passions rise;
Your little hands were never made
To tear each others eyes.”
“Whenever the tiny bear was feeling frisky and ready for fun he flipped pebbles around as if they were boulders just to scare the wits out of the grasshoppers, the beetles and caterpillars. From a bug’s-eye view Bruce was a great big hairy-scary horrible brute of a beast.”
″ ‘And now, Tom, my boy,’ said the Squire, ‘remember you are going, at your own earnest request, to be chucked into this great school, like a young bear, with all your troubles before you -earlier than we should have sent you perhaps. If schools are what they were in my time, you’ll see a great many cruel blackguard things done, and hear a deal of foul, bad talk. But never fear. You tell the truth, keep a brave and kind heart, and never listen to or say anything you wouldn’t have your mother and sister hear, and you’ll never feel ashamed to come home, or we to see you.’ ”