Ickabog Quotes

You may think this strange, but Mrs. Beamish was glad to hear Mr. Dovetail cry, because tears can heal a mind, as well as laughter.

Lies upon lies upon lies. Once you started lying, you had to continue, and then it was like being captain of a leaky ship, always plugging holes in the side to stop yourself sinking.

Tears can heal a mind, as well as laughter.

Lies upon lies. Once you started lying, you had to continue, and then it was like being captain of a leaky ship, always plugging holes in the side to stop yourself sinking.

Ickabog” derives from “Ichabod,” meaning “no glory” or “the glory has departed.

Oh, if there's one thing you learn at cookery school," said Mrs. Beamish, with a shrug, "burned crusts and soggy bases happen to the best of us. Roll up your sleeves and start something else, I say. No point moaning over what you can't fix!

The story…deals with themes which have always interested me. What do the monsters we conjure tell us about ourselves? What must happen for evil to get a grip on a person, or on a country, and what does it take to defeat it? Why do people choose to believe lies even on scant or nonexistent evidence?

A butcher called Tubby Tenderloin

Journey

Marshlands,

What if, when the Bornding time comes, they saw their mother – or their father – I’m sorry, I don't quite know—' I will be their Icker,' said the Ickabog. 'And they'll be my Ickaboggles.

Roberta Raggianti forse non ne sapeva molto sulla pazzia, ma di certo sapeva come recuperare una cosa che sembrava rovinata, come una salsa impazzita o un soufflé sgonfio. Credeva fosse possibile riparare la mente devastata del signor Di Maggio, se solo lui avesse capito di non essere da solo e si fosse ricordato chi era.

A volte due persone possono dirsi più cose con uno sguardo che in un'intera vita di parole.

Oh, se c'è una cosa che impari alla scuola di cucina" rispose lei con un'alzata di spalle, "è che le croste bruciate e le basi troppo umide capitano anche ai migliori. Rimboccati le maniche e fai un altro dolce, dico io. Non ha senso lamentarsi di qualcosa a cui non c'è rimedio!

Lži, lži a zase lži. Jakmile jednou začnete lhát, musíte lhát dál a pak jste jako kapitán na děravé lodi a lepíte jednu díru za duhou, abyste se nepotopili.

Still, it was hard to have parents who lived inside you, when all you really wanted was for them to come back, and hug you.

Cogió la vela y caminó de puntillas hacia la puerta del dormitorio. —Que duermas como un angelito —le deseó a Bert desde el umbral; cualquier otro día habría añadido: «Y que el ickabog no se te lleve de un piececito», que era lo que todos los padres de Cornucopia les decían a sus hijos a la hora de acostarse, pero esta vez agregó—: Hasta mañana. Bert volvió a dormirse y ya no vio más monstruos en sus sueños. Pero daba la casualidad de que el señor Dovetail y la señora Beamish eran muy amigos: se conocían de toda la vida, habían ido a la misma clase... Ella le contó que Bert había tenido pesadillas a raíz de sus relatos y él se sintió culpable. Como era el mejor carpintero de toda Chouxville, decidió tallar un ickabog en miniatura para Bert y regalárselo. Le puso una sonrisa llena de dientes y, en vez de pies, unas enormes garras; de inmediato se convirtió en el juguete favorito del chiquillo. Si a Bert, a sus padres, a sus vecinos los Dovetail o a cualquier otro habitante de Cornucopia les hubiesen revelado las terribles desgracias que estaban a punto de ocurrir