digging Quotes

“Nobody in the world can dig as quick as a fox!”

″‘One, two, Hit and hew! Three, four, Blast and bore!‘”

‘When people used to stop and watch them, Mike Mulligan and Mary Anne used to dig a little faster and a little better.”

“Never had Mike Mulligan and Mary Anne had so many people to watch them; never had they dug so fast and so well; and never had the sun seemed to go down so fast.”

″ ‘Sure,’ said Mike, ‘but Mary Anne can dig as much in a day as a hundred men can dig in a week.’ Though he wasn’t quite sure that this was true.”

“Everyone knows Tin was born to burrow, he was born to the task like a hare or one of those white blind hairless moles that comes into the world itching to get its claws into the safety of the ground.”

“Tin. You’re only small, you’re only a boy and not much use for anything, but I know something about you. You like the dark and you can dig. You can do it good and well.”

“But even Inez could not discount the obvious. Enoque and Honorio were digging for gold outside the shop.”

“Anancy walked on, carrying the gourd of water. He came to a family digging their land, making earth mounds and planting yams in them. Everyone sweated -the young man, the young woman, the mother, the father. Anancy gave the sweating family the gourd of water.”

“He dug where digging was needed. He chopped where chopping was needed. He painted where painting was needed. And was careful not to be seen.”

“One morning a mosquito saw an iguana drinking at a waterhole. The mosquito said, ‘Iguana, you will never believe what I saw yesterday.’ ‘Try me,’ said the iguana. The mosquito said, ‘I saw a farmer digging yams that were almost as big as I am.’ ‘What’s a mosquito compared to a yam?’ snapped the iguana grumpily. ‘I would rather be deaf than listen to such nonsense!’ ”

“When I was young I told a tale of buried gold, and men from leagues around dug in the woods. I dug myself. But why? I thought the tale of treasure might be true.”

“The Spirits that haunted the trees sat combing their long hair, and on the north side of the tree trunks, baby mice dug tunnels amongst the snowflakes. ‘Happy Spring!’ said an elderly Earthworm.”

At the Seaside When I was down beside the sea A wooden spade they gave to me To dig the sandy shore, My holes were empty like a cup, In every hole the sea came up Till it could come no more