Augustus Gloop! Augustus Gloop!
The great big greedy nincompoop!
Mots clés humor
A person is a fool to become a writer. His only compensation is absolute freedom.
Roald DahlThe matter with human beans," the BFG went on, "is that they is absolutely refusing to believe in anything unless they is actually seeing it right in front of their own schnozzles.
Roald DahlA stodgy parent is no fun at all. What a child wants and deserves is a parent who is SPARKY
Roald DahlThe secret of life', he said, 'is to become very very good at somethin' that's very very 'ard to do.
Roald DahlDon't worry,' he said. 'So long as the facts are there, I can write the story. But please,' he added, 'let me have plenty of detail. That's what counts in our business, tiny little details, like you had a broken shoelace on your left shoe, or a fly settled on the rim of your glasses at lunch, or the man you were talking to had a broken front tooth...
Roald DahlA good plot is like a dream.
Roald DahlI've always said to myself that if a little pocket calculator can do it why shouldn't I?
Roald DahlMots clés inspirational
We may see a Creature with forty-nine heads
Who lives in the desolate snow,
And whenever he catches a cold (which he dreads)
He has forty-nine noses to blow.
'We may see the venomous Pink-Spotted Scrunch
Who can chew up a man with one bite.
It likes to eat five of them roasted for lunch
And eighteen for its supper at night.
'We may see a Dragon, and nobody knows
That we won't see a Unicorn there.
We may see a terrible Monster with toes
Growing out of the tufts of his hair.
'We may see the sweet little Biddy-Bright Hen
So playful, so kind and well-bred;
And such beautiful eggs! You just boil them and then
They explode and they blow off your head.
'A Gnu and a Gnocerous surely you'll see
And that gnormous and gnorrible Gnat
Whose sting when it stings you goes in at the knee
And comes out through the top of your hat.
'We may even get lost and be frozen by frost.
We may die in an earthquake or tremor.
Or nastier still, we may even be tossed
On the horns of a furious Dilemma.
'But who cares! Let us go from this horrible hill!
Let us roll! Let us bowl! Let us plunge!
Let's go rolling and bowling and spinning until
We're away from old Spiker and Sponge!
Mots clés imagination adventure monsters roald-dahl james-and-the-giant-peach
Those who don't believe in magic will never find it
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