“You ought to be thankful a hole heaping lot, for The places and people you're lucky you're not!”

“Just tell yourself, Duckie, you're real quite lucky.”

“When you think things are bad,when you feel sour and blue,when you start to get mad...you should do what I do!Just tell yourself, Duckie, you're really quite lucky!Some people are much more...oh, ever so much more...oh, muchly much-much moreunlucky than you!”

“Congratulations!Today is your day.You're off to Great Places!You're off and away!”

“But now," says the Once-ler, "now that you're here, the word of the Lorax seems perfectly clear. UNLESS someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It's not.”

“You're off to Great Places!Today is your day!Your mountain is waiting,So... get on your way!”

“Oh, the jobs people work at! Out west near Hawtch-Hawtch there's a Hawtch-Hawtcher bee watcher, his job is to watch. Is to keep both his eyes on the lazy town bee, a bee that is watched will work harder you see. So he watched and he watched, but in spite of his watch that bee didn't work any harder not mawtch. So then somebody said "Our old bee-watching man just isn't bee watching as hard as he can, he ought to be watched by another Hawtch-Hawtcher! The thing that we need is a bee-watcher-watcher!". Well, the bee-watcher-watcher watched the bee-watcher. He didn't watch well so another Hawtch-Hawtcher had to come in as a watch-watcher-watcher! And now all the Hawtchers who live in Hawtch-Hawtch are watching on watch watcher watchering watch, watch watching the watcher who's watching that bee. You're not a Hawtch-Watcher you're lucky you see!”