This is not good. This is not right. My feet stick out of bed all night. And when I pull them in, oh dear! My head sticks out of bed out here!

And the turtles, of course...all the turtles are free, as turtles and, maybe, all creatures should be.

We've taught you that the earth is round, That red and white make pink, And something else that matters more - We've taught you how to think.

And he, he himself, the Grinch - carved the roast beast.

Kid, you'll move mountains.

If things start happening, don't worry, don't stew, just go right along and you'll start happening too.

And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags. And he puzzled and puzzled 'till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store. What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more.