Hares Quotes

“Warren Buffett is one of the best learning machines on this earth. The turtles which outrun the hares are learning machines. If you stop learning in this world, the world rushes right by you.”
― Lucas Remmerswaal, 13 Habits.com The tale of Tortoise Buffett and Trader Hare: Inspired by Warren Buffett

“Come, my child," I said, trying to lead her away. "Wish good-bye to the poor hare, and come and look for blackberries."

"Good-bye, poor hare!" Sylvie obediently repeated, looking over her shoulder at it as we turned away. And then, all in a moment, her self-command gave way. Pulling her hand out of mine, she ran back to where the dead hare was lying, and flung herself down at its side in such an agony of grief as I could hardly have believed possible in so young a child.

"Oh, my darling, my darling!" she moaned, over and over again. "And God meant your life to be so beautiful!”
― Lewis Carroll, Sylvie and Bruno

“Scoffin' a load of our grub an' not tellin' a story? I say, what a bally swizz!”
― Brian Jacques, Outcast of Redwall

“Is it birthday weather for you, dear soul?
Is it fine your way,
With tall moon-daisies alight, and the mole
Busy, and elegant hares at play
By meadow paths where once you would stroll
In the flush of day?”
― Cecil Day-Lewis, The Complete Poems of C. Day Lewis

“When I need somebeast to tell me m'name I'll jolly well ask m'self. Pish tush! The very idea, tellin' a chap his own moniker!”
― Brian Jacques, The Legend of Luke

“Hares have the chiselled head of horses, the legs of lurchers – and the eyes of lions; the ancient Chinese considered the animal so other-worldly they decided its ancestor lived in the moon.”
― John Lewis-Stempel, The Running Hare: The Secret Life of Farmland

“It was the kind of weather that lowered the spirits, although Teddy's were lifted a little by the sight of the jousting hares and the high, fluty notes of a blackbird answering his own whistle from somewhere unseen.”
― Kate Atkinson, A God in Ruins

“Cherry stretched her neck side to side and transformed into a big gillybear with fluffy cream-colored fur. "All right, crew. As your captain, I say we charge ahead. Mikko, you take the wheel."

He transformed into an enormous field sloth with long arms that nearly touched the ground when he stood on his back legs. He rolled his eyes at Cherry. "I think that I should be captain since I'm the only one who knows how to steer this thing."

"Well, I know how to stand at the front and look commanding and that's half the job," said Cherry, crunching an-other ship chip. "Onward!"

Hetty and I transformed as well: she into her indigo hare form, and me into my roan form. Mikko directed us to-ward the waterfall. The spray immedi-ately soaked through our fur, down to the skin.”
― Christina Soontornvat, Temple of Secrets