“Oh! kangaroos, sequins, chocolate sodas! / You really are beautiful! Pearls, / harmonicas, jujubes, aspirins!”

“I really think that everyone should have watercolors, magnetic poetry, and a harmonica.”

““Age Before Beauty.” “Pearls Before Swine.””

“Money can't buy you love, but it can get you some really good chocolate ginger biscuits. ”

“Let me introduce myself. My name is, uh, Kangaroo… Kangaroo — Captain Kangaroo … I'm the keeper here of the Treasure House.”

“As coal pressured into pearls by our weighty existence. Beauty that arose out of pain.”

“Oh, no way," Leo said. "We've been sitting in a cave and you get the luxury tent? Somebody give me hypothermia. I want hot chocolate and a parka!”

“All hell has broken loose. I admit our Russian is limited, but we can say hello, come in, you are beautiful, oh no you don't. … So in our pride we ordered for breakfast an omelet, toast and coffee and what has just arrived is a tomato salad with onions, a dish of pickles, a big slice of watermelon and two bottles of cream soda. Something has slipped badly.”

“How true, how true" said the Sour Kangaroo, "And from now on, you know what I'm gonna do? I'm going to protect them with you!"
And the Young Kangaroo in her pouch said "Me too!”

“Oh, very well, do you want to know why I really think you should keep a journal?"
She nodded.
"Because someday you're going to grow into yourself, and you will be as beautiful as you already are smart.”