28 Quotes by Carlo Collodi

How it happened that Mastro Cherry, carpenter, found a piece of wood that wept and laughed like a child. Centuries ago there lived -- "A king!" my little readers will say immediately. No, children, you are mistaken. Once upon a time there was a piece of wood.

Would it be possible to find a more ungrateful boy, or one with less heart than I have!

A conscience is that still small voice that people won't listen to.

Hunger is the best cook.

Lies, my dear boy, can easily be recognized. There are two kind of them: those with short legs, and those with long noses. Your kind have long noses.

A boy's appetite grows very fast, and in a few moments the queer, empty feeling had become hunger, and the hunger grew bigger and bigger, until soon he was as ravenous as a bear.

When poverty shows itself, even mischievous boys understand what it means.

How it happened that Mastro Cherry, carpenter, found a piece of wood that wept and laughed like a child.

Once upon a time there was a piece of wood. It was not an expensive piece of wood. Far from it. Just a common block of firewood, one of those thick, solid logs that are put on the fire in winter to make cold rooms cozy and warm.