“Imagination is like a muscle. I found out that the more I wrote, the bigger it got.”

“I meant no harm I most truly did not, but I had to grow bigger so bigger I got. I biggered my factory, I biggered my roads, I biggered the wagons, I biggered the loads, of the Thneeds I shipped out I was shipping them forth from the South, to the East, to the West. To the North, I went right on biggering selling more thneeds. And I biggered my money which everyone needs.”

“I got a skanky dog with more brains than you and bigger balls. (Nathan)”

“When I wrote and got out of the way, writing did writing.” (p.90)”

“I had to cast out a good many lines, though, before I got what I wanted, and when I landed the fish I did not for a moment suppose it was my fish. But I listened to what I was told out of a constitutional liking for useless information, and I found myself in possession of a very curious story, though, as I imagined, not the story I was looking for.”

“I guess mercy is a muscle like any other. You got to exercise it, or it just cramp right up.”