Tortoises Quotes

We live in a culture full of hares; but the tortoise always wins.

Tortoises can tell you more about the road than hares.

He was, she reflected, almost rudely like a tortoise; and she was glad her friend kept none as pets or they might have suspected mockery.

One day a tortoise will learn how to fly.

I`m the tortoise in the race, but I`m a joyful tortoise.

I took my lyre and said: come now, my heavenly tortoise shell: become a speaking instrument.

You do not know me,’ said Tortoise. ‘I am a changed man. I have learned that a man who makes trouble for others makes trouble for himself.

We're the tortoise that has outrun the hare because it chose the easy predictions.

The Italians say it is not necessary to be a stag; but we ought not to be a tortoise.

Slow and steady wins the race. 'The hare and the tortoise

I eat like a tortoise eats, if you've ever seen a tortoise eating. Like some prehistoric swamp thing.

He stepped forward, took a deep breath, and doubled over in a sneezing fit. My werewolf was allergic to tortoises. Why me?

Democrats are like a big tortoise that's on its back and can't get up; you can't make jokes about that.

One is also reminded of how, in art, the tortoise so often overtakes the hare.

When I first heard bands like Tortoise, it seemed to come off the back of that world, like let's make a record with three vibraphones and release it on a seven-inch with black-and-white artwork.

The predicament of a person in a restaurant who is unable to determine his or her designated restroom (e.g., turtles and tortoises).

The hare of history once more overtakes the tortoise of art.

A gigantic tortoise with a jewel-encrusted shell was glittering near the window.

The fable says that the tortoise won in the end, which is consoling, but the hare shows a good deal of speed and few signs of tiring.

It was a race between the tortoise and the hare, but the tortoise had just enough head start, and he had the magus to drag him along.

The sleeping tortoise takes all its limbs into its carapace. So does the yogi: going back into himself he does not see anything worldly any longer, he makes peace in himself.

The tortoise moves very slowly, it moves towards whatever the goal is, to keep a democratic capitalistic society functioning.

In there?' She nodded. 'You want us to go into the tortoise?' Another nod. 'It's alive.' Another nod.