“Are you not afraid of death?' I am not in the least afraid!... I would rather die than drink that bitter medicine.' At that moment the door of the room flew open, and four rabbits as black as ink entered… — Carlo Collodi Copy Share Image
Today at school I will learn to read at once; then tomorrow I will begin to write, and the day after tomorrow to cipher. Then with my acquirements I will earn a great deal of money, and with the first money I have in my pocket I will immediately buy for my papa a beautiful new cloth coat. But what… — Carlo Collodi Copy Share
Fancy the happiness of Pinocchio on finding himself free! Without saying yes or no, he fled from the city and set out on the… — Carlo Collodi Copy Share Image
“Lies, my dear boy, can easily be recognized. There are two kind of them: those with short legs, and those with long noses. Your… — Carlo Collodi Copy Share Image
“On hearing himself called Polendina for the third time, Geppetto lost his head with rage and threw himself upon the carpenter. Then and there… — Carlo Collodi Copy Share Image
Most unfortunately, in the lives of puppets there is always a 'but' that spoils everything. — Carlo Collodi Copy Share Image
What matters school? We can go to school to-morrow. Whether we have a lesson more or a lesson less, we shall always remain the… — Carlo Collodi Copy Share Image
Pinocchio, spurred on by the hope of finding his father and of being in time to save him, swam all night long. — Carlo Collodi Copy Share Image
“Are you not afraid of death?' I am not in the least afraid!... I would rather die than drink that bitter medicine.' At that… — Carlo Collodi Copy Share Image
“After they had gone another mile, Pinocchio heard the same little low voice saying to him: 'Bear it in mind, simpleton! Boys who refuse… — Carlo Collodi Copy Share Image
Woe to those who lead idle lives. Idleness is a dreadful illness and must be cured in childhood. If it is not cured then,… — Carlo Collodi Copy Share Image
In the Land of Toys, every day, except Sunday, is a Saturday. Vacation begins on the first of January and ends on the last… — Carlo Collodi Copy Share Image
