I've eaten lion, leopard, crocodile, python. I don't recommend lion. It tastes exactly like when a tomcat comes into your house and sprays. Snake and crocodile are great - a cross between lobster and chicken.
I am more afraid of an army of 100 sheep led by a lion than an army of 100 lions led by a sheep.
Adult Walter: [reading his uncles' will] The kid gets it all. Just plant us in the damn garden, next to the stupid lion.
Timon: Gee. He looks blue. Pumbaa: I'd say brownish-gold. Timon: No, no, no. I mean he's depressed. Pumbaa: Oh.
Adult Simba: Man, I'm stuffed. Pumbaa: Me, too. I ate like a pig. Adult Simba: Pumbaa, you *are* a pig.
Zazu: [caged while the battle rages around him] Let me out! Let me out! Timon: [fleeing the hyenas] Lemme in! Lemme in!
[singing] Timon: And if he falls / In love tonight / It can be assumed... Pumbaa: His carefree days / With us are history. Timon, Pumbaa: In short, our pal / Is doomed!
Young Simba: Hey! Why don't you pick on somebody your own size? Shenzi: Like... you? Young Simba: Oops.
Nala: What made you come back? Adult Simba: I finally got some sense knocked into me. And I've got the bump to prove it.
[Watching Simba and Nala] Timon: I tell ya, Pumbaa, this stinks! Pumbaa: Oh, sorry. Timon: Not you, THEM! Him... Her... alone.
Timon: [seeing a red beetle] These are rare delicacies. [takes it and eats it] Timon: He comes with a very pleasant crunch.
The whisper of a pretty girl can be heard further off than the roar of a lion.
The lion said: I am the best one to take care of my business.
The whisper of a pretty girl can be heard further than the roar of a lion.
Every morning in Africa, a gazelle wakes up, it knows it must outrun the fastest lion or it will be killed. Every morning in Africa, a lion wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the slowest gazelle, or it will starve. It doesn't matter whether y...
Always take all the time to reflect that circumstances permit, but when the time for action has come, stop thinking. (Andrew Jackson)
It takes courage to seek God, and courage to wait for His reply.
There was, however, a difference between his mood and that of the rest of the cabinet. They felt desperate; he felt challenged.
They had supported him ... for freedom's sake, they would have said; meaning as do all men who mouth that catchword, freedom for themselves and their own class.
He said that things could be different in Little Rock, if only the right people could find their voice. I wanted to be on of those people.
Safe?' said Mr. Beaver. 'Who said anything about safe? 'Course he isn't safe, but he's good. He's the King, I tell you.
