Mouse And The Motorcycle Quotes

Neither the mouse nor the boy was the least bit surprised that each could understand the other. Two creatures who shared a love for motorcycles naturally spoke the same language.

Ralph really felt sorry for the boy, hampered as he was by his youth and his mother.

What’s the use of having a motorcycle if you can’t go tearing around staying out late?” Ralph asked reasonably.

Never mind the danger, never mind what his mother thought. This was living. This was what he wanted to do. On and on and on.

Two creatures who shared a love for motorcycles naturally spoke the same language.

Ralph curled up on a heap of shredded Kleenex and took a good long nap. When he awoke refreshed, his first thought was of the motorcycle.

It should have been enough. He should have been content to stay home without venturing out into the world looking for speed and excitement. Outside in the hall Ralph heard

let

brightened.

trembling

He

remembered to use the hand brakes I hit a tree and took an awful spill.

young. Let your Uncle Lester

Ralph

better.

Matt.

Our very lives depend on him.” The little cousins

Keith

table.

The thought that the boy was sure to miss his motorcycle and start looking for it kept Ralph tossing and turning behind the apple core until, stuffed and exhausted, he finally fell asleep.