‘Your last year's Excuse doesn't hold Good now. If you Refused me because I was Poor, I come back to you Rich.’
‘Spare me,’ cried the Bird. ‘Save my life, and Of a Surety I will save yours—at this very moment you are in Danger.’
‘We know your Failing, but, my friend, you won't Grow Fat on that sort of Diet—good night.’
‘When you Flew out this morning you said you would not be Ten Minutes, and now—look at the Sun. What Time do you make it out to be, Mr. Sparrow?’
‘You've a pretty Long Beak of your own, which is a Decided Advantage,’ said the Fox. ‘But it is Such a funny vessel, I can't Get my beak in,’ said the Stork.
Church Mouse thought it was her Beloved Spouse, so she flew at him, scratched him, and Banged him Right and Left before he knew where he was.
‘Writer,’ screamed the Ink above his liquid, ‘Writer, which does the Most work, the Pen or Me?’