Bambi Quotes

“I was a hip kid. When I saw Bambi it was the midnight show.”
― George Carlin, Brain Droppings

“What are you going to do, Luca?' I clenched my fists at my sides. 'Pull a gun on me?'
'If that's what it takes.'
'How brave!' I exploded. We were so close to one another now. 'You can't use your words. but you're more than happy to use your gun.'
'I'm not going to be responsible for ruining your innocence!'
I tilted my face towards him to show I wasn't afraid, or as innocent as he clearly thought. 'Go ahead,' I whispered. 'Shatter it.' We were nose to nose. 'It almost worked last time, when you told me about my dad.'
'I don't care,' he replied resolutely. 'I'm not punching Bambi in the face.”
― Catherine Doyle, Vendetta

“He looked up grinning. This one is Bluebelle and that one, he gestured at the one that smelled my leg, is Flower.
I made a face. What is with you and the movie Bambi? He stood up fluidly. It's an American classic.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Stone Cold Touch

“How can you waste time? You have only so much to use, and no matter what you do, it still passes.”
― Felix Salten, Bambi's Children

“Don't lose your head," screamed the pheasant. And at the same time his voice broke in a whistling gasp and, spreading his wings, he flew up with a loud whir. Bambi watched how he flew straight up, directly between the trees, beating his wings. The dark metallic blue and greenish-brown marking son his body gleamed like gold. His long tail feathers swept proudly behind him. A short crash like thunder sounded sharply. The pheasant suddenly crumpled up in mid-flight.”
― Felix Salten, Bambi: A Life in the Woods

“And it was true that if you categorized people by which Disney character they were, then Jonah would always be Bambi. Motherless, graceful, unobtrusive. Ethan--Jiminy Cricket, the annoying little conscience... just look at Ash. In the Disney hierarchy she was Snow White... He paused to wonder which Disney character Jules was, and realized that Disney did not make women or girls or woodland animals that were like her.”
― Meg Wolitzer, The Interestings

“The creator of Bambi was secretly writing pornographic novels on the side. This single fact tells you everything you need to know about turn-of-the-century Vienna, and why it was the perfect place for Sigmund Freud and his far-fetched theories about the human psyche.”
― Eric Weiner, The Geography of Genius: A Search for the World's Most Creative Places from Ancient Athens to Silicon Valley

“»Der Igel ist ein fürchterliches Geschöpf«, rief Faline. »Voll großer Stacheln am ganzen Körper . . . und dazu noch sehr böse!«
»Glaubst du wirklich, daß er böse ist?« fragte Gobo. »Er tut doch niemandem etwas zuleide.«
»So?« erwiderte Faline schnell, »hat er dich vielleicht nicht gestochen?«
»Ach, das war nur, weil ich mit ihm reden wollte«, wendete Gobo ein, »und nur ein kleines bißchen. Es hat nicht sehr weh getan.«
Bambi wandte sich an Gobo: »Warum wollte er denn nicht, daß du mit ihm redest?«
»Er will mit niemandem reden«, mengte sich Faline ein. »Sowie man nur in seine Nähe kommt, rollt er sich zusammen, und dann siehst du von allen Seiten nur seine Stacheln. Unsere Mutter sagt, er ist so einer, der mit der Welt nichts zu tun haben will.«
Gobo meinte: »Vielleicht fürchtet er sich nur.«
Aber Faline verstand das besser: »Die Mutter sagt, mit so jemandem soll man sich gar nicht einlassen.«”
― Felix Salten, Bambi: Eine Lebensgeschichte aus dem Walde

“Can you give him a break with the ticket? He bought that car with his first paycheck when he became a medical intern and drove it straight home to show his dad that all the sacrifices he'd made to give his son a better life were worth it. One minute he was #desiproud and the next, Bambi gets revenge Thumper style."
"I never liked that movie," Officer Pataudi said.
"Of course you didn't, because you have a heart. You feel for the little guy, for all the Bambis who lost their moms and all the immigrants who came here for the American dream only to be crushed by the cruel deer of fate.”
― Sara Desai, The Marriage Game

“Instead of diving into the shadows of the forest, he was a tawny lightning bolt striking the edge of a clearing that would eventually be filled with bright purple blossoms. Violets first, then lupines that would make little crowns across the sweet-smelling milkweed, the summer ending with mounds of aster.”
― Elizabeth Lim, A Twisted Tale Anthology: A Twisted Tale

“The two deer ran for the sheer joy of running, flashes of sunlight gleaming on their flanks and their white tails, the otherwise invisible and dark shapes moving at unbelievable speed through the forest. Smaller animals dashed and dipped out of their way. A still-sleepy bear, the only creature in the forest close to them in size, watched them go and wondered at the calories they were expending for no reason. Small foraging flocks of birds exploded up out of trees as they passed, chickadees and nuthatches and titmice exclaiming in irritation and amusement.”
― Elizabeth Lim, A Twisted Tale Anthology: A Twisted Tale

“Guardian Of The Forest by Stewart Stafford

Follow the stag, a voice whispered,
For he is the guardian of the forest,
Fleeing danger to well-worn tracks,
Rejuvenating stream water sheen.

Pulchritudinous spiked crown atop,
Surveying all subjects of his realm,
From snow-capped ermine peaks,
Defying resistance of challengers.

Hunters inch closer to their quarry,
In bloodlust desecration, blinded,
To the martyred immortal nobility,
Soaring to the Heavens in rebirth.

© Stewart Stafford, 2024. All rights reserved.”
― Stewart Stafford