“But perhaps he had enough animal strength and detached intelligence that he could make another start.”

“But since then, it seemed he had been caught up in a hurricane, whirling from one thing to another with scarcely enough time to catch a breath. Perhaps that was good. Because if he stopped and took the time to think about things too deeply, dark thoughts started to intrude.”

“Secrets had an immense attraction to him, because he never could keep one, and he enjoyed the sort of unhallowed thrill he experienced when he went and told another animal, after having faithfully promised not to.”

“Because he had nothing to hide, he did perhaps appear to have forfeited a little of his strength. But that is the irony of honesty.”

“He had just about enough intelligence to open his mouth when he wanted to eat, but certainly no more.”

“He is a man of intelligence, but to act sensibly, intelligence is not enough.”