“Sometimes, when I’m in bed, I close my eyes and remember the look – and especially the feel – of a woman’s naked body. Usually it’s my wife’s, but not always. I was completely faithful to her. Not once in more than sixty years did I stray, except in my imagination, and I have a feeling she wouldn’t have minded that. She was a woman of extraordinary understanding.”
“It’s an elephant-bird!! And it should be, it should be, it SHOULD be like that! Because Horton was faithful! He sat and he sat! He meant what he said and he said what he meant... and they sent him home happy, one hundred per cent!
“Horton was lonely. He wanted to play. But he sat on the egg and continued to say: ‘I meant what I said, I said what I meant, an elephant is faithful one hundred per cent!”
“Did he run? He did not! HORTON STAYED ON THAT NEST! He held his head high and threw out his chest and looked at the hunters as much as to say: ‘shoot if you must but I won’t run away!’ ”
“You alone, dear lady, gave me the courage and strength to fight the insolent varlet who dared to defy you. The treacherous King of the Mice has been vanquished and lies writhing in his blood. Deign, dear lady, to accept these tokens of victory from the hand of one who will be your true and faithful knight until death.”