I'm just beginning to understand how kind you are.

The most dreadful part of all, the old stag answered, is that the dogs believe what the hound just said. They believe it, they pass their lives in fear, they hate Him and themselves and yet they'd die for His sake.

How can you waste time? You have only so much to use, and no matter what you do, it still passes.

The young doe, Marena, said, In this very hour many of us are going to die. Perhaps I shall be one of them.

Your growing antlers,' Bambi continued, 'are proof of your intimate place in the forest, for of all the things that live and grow only the trees and the deer shed their foliage each year and replace it more strongly, more magnificently, in the spring. Each year the trees grow larger and put on more leaves. And so you too increase in size and wear a larger, stronger crown.

He did not feel the ground under his feet -- he thrust himself into the capriole, rose high in the air-forelegs and hind legs horizontal. He soared above the ground, he head in jubilation. Conquering!

What do you want? What do you know about it? What are you talking about? Everything belongs to Him, just as I do. But I, I love Him. I worship Him, I serve Him. Do you think you can oppose Him, poor creatures like you? He's all-powerful. He's above all of you. Everything we have comes from Him. Everything that lives or grows comes from Him.

Everything you say,' Geno said rather irritably, 'contradicts itself.'
'Of course it does,' the screech owl rejoined obscurely. 'Otherwise, how would anyone ever keep to the middle of the road?

You see, when you're young and foolish it doesn't matter where you may be, you always think that you'll be happier somewhere else.

Bambi was inspired, and said trembling, There is Another who is over us all, over us and over Him.