“His mother was ugly and his father was ugly, but Shrek was uglier than the two of them put together. By the time he toddled, Shrek could spit flame a full ninety-nine yards and vent smoke from either ear.” — William Steig Copy Share Image
“Never had he been subjected to such rude treatment. How long could it last? How long, he wondered, could he abide it?” — William Steig Copy Share Image
“The world was all magic, and he had a special bottle of it in his right hand.” — William Steig Copy Share Image
“Otchky-potchky, itchky-pitch, Pay attention to this witch. A donkey takes you to a knight -- Him you conquer in a fight. Then you wed… — William Steig Copy Share Image
To tell the truth, I don't read children's books. I'm an adult. I just write them. — William Steig Copy Share Image
did you ever see anybody so disgusting: said lightning to thunder, "never" thunder growled thunder, "lets give him the works — William Steig Copy Share Image
“How did the world ever manage without me before I was born?' he wondered. 'Didn't they feel something was missing?” — William Steig Copy Share Image
“Why had he wanted to be rich, or to feel rich? Was he an unhappy mouse before? Didn't he see the King himself often… — William Steig Copy Share Image
“Somewhere out there, in the night sky-and it could only be night-were the glittering stars, and among them his, the one he had always… — William Steig Copy Share Image
“The damp occupants of the cave stood close together in the vaulted entrance like actors who had played their parts and could now watch… — William Steig Copy Share Image
Oh, Life, I am yours. Whatever it is you want of me, I am ready to give. — William Steig Copy Share Image
