Shel Silverstein (1930–1999) wrote poems that children memorize and grown-ups never forget. This collection of shel silverstein quotes gathers 200 of his best lines, from Where the Sidewalk Ends to A Light in the Attic to The Giving Tree — pure silliness mixed with quiet wisdom, often in the same stanza.

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This collection gathers 200 of his most loved lines, each quoted verbatim from his published books. Because his works remain under copyright, every entry is a brief, famous excerpt rather than a full poem — the lines everyone remembers, exactly as he wrote them.
Whether you need a classroom wall, a birthday card, or a reminder to listen to the mustn’ts, you’ll find it below. Learn more about the poet on Wikipedia.
Dare to Dream
- If you are a dreamer, come in.
If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar,
A hope-er, a pray-er, a magic bean buyer . . . — Shel Silverstein, Invitation, Where the Sidewalk Ends - If you’re a pretender, come sit by my fire
For we have some flax-golden tales to spin.
Come in!
Come in! — Shel Silverstein, Invitation, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Draw a crazy picture,
Write a nutty poem.
Sing a mumble-gumble song,
Whistle through your comb. — Shel Silverstein, Put Something In, A Light in the Attic - Do a loony-goony dance
‘Cross the kitchen floor,
Put something silly in the world
That ain’t been there before. — Shel Silverstein, Put Something In, A Light in the Attic - There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins, — Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends, Where the Sidewalk Ends - And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright, — Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends, Where the Sidewalk Ends - And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind. — Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends. — Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow, — Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends, Where the Sidewalk Ends - And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends. — Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Yes we’ll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we’ll go where the chalk-white arrows go, — Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends, Where the Sidewalk Ends - For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends. — Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Last night, while I lay thinking here,
Some Whatifs crawled inside my ear — Shel Silverstein, Whatif, A Light in the Attic - And pranced and partied all night long
And sang their same old Whatif song: — Shel Silverstein, Whatif, A Light in the Attic - Whatif I’m dumb in school?
Whatif they’ve closed the swimming pool? — Shel Silverstein, Whatif, A Light in the Attic - Whatif I get beat up?
Whatif there’s poison in my cup? — Shel Silverstein, Whatif, A Light in the Attic - Whatif I start to cry?
Whatif I get sick and die? — Shel Silverstein, Whatif, A Light in the Attic - Whatif I flunk that test?
Whatif green hair grows on my chest? — Shel Silverstein, Whatif, A Light in the Attic - Whatif nobody likes me?
Whatif a bolt of lightning strikes me? — Shel Silverstein, Whatif, A Light in the Attic - Whatif I don’t grow taller?
Whatif my head starts getting smaller? — Shel Silverstein, Whatif, A Light in the Attic - Whatif the fish won’t bite?
Whatif the wind tears up my kite? — Shel Silverstein, Whatif, A Light in the Attic - Whatif they start a war?
Whatif my parents get divorced? — Shel Silverstein, Whatif, A Light in the Attic - Whatif I tear my pants?
Whatif I never learn to dance? — Shel Silverstein, Whatif, A Light in the Attic - Everything seems swell, and then
The nighttime Whatifs strike again! — Shel Silverstein, Whatif, A Light in the Attic - There’s a light on in the attic.
Though the house is dark and shuttered,
I can see a flickerin’ flutter,
And I know what it’s about. — Shel Silverstein, A Light in the Attic, A Light in the Attic
Silly Days
- “I cannot go to school today,”
Said little Peggy Ann McKay. — Shel Silverstein, Sick, Where the Sidewalk Ends - “I have the measles and the mumps,
A gash, a rash and purple bumps. — Shel Silverstein, Sick, Where the Sidewalk Ends - My mouth is wet, my throat is dry,
I’m going blind in my right eye. — Shel Silverstein, Sick, Where the Sidewalk Ends - My tonsils are as big as rocks,
I’ve counted sixteen chicken pox — Shel Silverstein, Sick, Where the Sidewalk Ends - And there’s one more — that’s seventeen.
And don’t you think my face looks green? — Shel Silverstein, Sick, Where the Sidewalk Ends - My leg is cut, my eyes are blue —
It might be instamatic flu. — Shel Silverstein, Sick, Where the Sidewalk Ends - I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke,
I’m sure that my left leg is broke — — Shel Silverstein, Sick, Where the Sidewalk Ends - My hip hurts when I move my chin.
My belly button’s caving in, — Shel Silverstein, Sick, Where the Sidewalk Ends - My back is wrenched, my ankle’s sprained,
My ‘pendix pains each time it rains. — Shel Silverstein, Sick, Where the Sidewalk Ends - My nose is cold, my toes are numb,
I have a sliver in my thumb. — Shel Silverstein, Sick, Where the Sidewalk Ends - My neck is stiff, my voice is weak,
I hardly whisper when I speak. — Shel Silverstein, Sick, Where the Sidewalk Ends - My tongue is filling up my mouth,
I think my hair is falling out. — Shel Silverstein, Sick, Where the Sidewalk Ends - My elbow’s bent, my spine ain’t straight,
My temperature is one-o-eight. — Shel Silverstein, Sick, Where the Sidewalk Ends - My brain is shrunk, I cannot hear,
There is a hole inside my ear. — Shel Silverstein, Sick, Where the Sidewalk Ends - I have a hangnail, and my heart is — what?
What’s that? What’s that you say?
You say today is . . . Saturday?
G’bye, I’m going out to play!” — Shel Silverstein, Sick, Where the Sidewalk Ends - My dad gave me one dollar bill
‘Cause I’m his smartest son, — Shel Silverstein, Smart, Where the Sidewalk Ends - And I swapped it for two shiny quarters
‘Cause two is more than one! — Shel Silverstein, Smart, Where the Sidewalk Ends - And then I took the quarters
And traded them to Lou
For three dimes — I guess he don’t know
That three is more than two! — Shel Silverstein, Smart, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Just then, along came old blind Bates
And just ’cause he can’t see
He gave me four nickels for my three dimes,
And four is more than three! — Shel Silverstein, Smart, Where the Sidewalk Ends - And I took the nickels to Hiram Coombs
Down at the seed-feed store.
And the fool gave me five pennies for them,
And five is more than four! — Shel Silverstein, Smart, Where the Sidewalk Ends - And then I went and showed my dad.
And he got red in the cheeks
And closed his eyes and shook his head —
Too proud of me to speak! — Shel Silverstein, Smart, Where the Sidewalk Ends - One sister for sale!
One sister for sale!
One crying and spying young sister for sale! — Shel Silverstein, For Sale, Where the Sidewalk Ends - I’m really not kidding.
So who’ll start the bidding?
Do I hear a dollar?
A nickel?
A penny? — Shel Silverstein, For Sale, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Oh, isn’t there, isn’t there, isn’t there any
One kid who will buy this old sister for sale,
This crying and spying young sister for sale? — Shel Silverstein, For Sale, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp. — Shel Silverstein, Messy Room, A Light in the Attic
The Giving Tree
- Once there was a tree… and she loved a little boy. — Shel Silverstein, The Giving Tree
- And every day the boy would come, and he would gather her leaves. — Shel Silverstein, The Giving Tree
- And make them into crowns and play king of the forest. — Shel Silverstein, The Giving Tree
- He would climb up her trunk and swing from her branches and eat apples. — Shel Silverstein, The Giving Tree
- And when he was tired, he would sleep in her shade. — Shel Silverstein, The Giving Tree
- And the boy loved the tree… very much. — Shel Silverstein, The Giving Tree
- And the tree was happy. — Shel Silverstein, The Giving Tree
- But time went by. And the boy grew older. — Shel Silverstein, The Giving Tree
- And the tree was often alone. — Shel Silverstein, The Giving Tree
- Come, boy, come and climb up my trunk and swing from my branches… — Shel Silverstein, The Giving Tree
- “I am too big to climb and play,” said the boy. — Shel Silverstein, The Giving Tree
- “I want to buy things and have fun. I want some money.” — Shel Silverstein, The Giving Tree
- “I’m sorry,” said the tree, “but I have no money. I have only leaves and apples.” — Shel Silverstein, The Giving Tree
- “Take my apples, boy, and sell them in the city. Then you will have money and be happy.” — Shel Silverstein, The Giving Tree
- And so the boy climbed up the tree and gathered her apples and carried them away. — Shel Silverstein, The Giving Tree
- But the boy stayed away for a long time… and the tree was sad. — Shel Silverstein, The Giving Tree
- “Come, boy, climb up my trunk and swing from my branches and be happy.” — Shel Silverstein, The Giving Tree
- “I am too busy to climb trees,” said the boy. “I want a house to keep me warm.” — Shel Silverstein, The Giving Tree
- “Cut my branches and build a house. Then you will be happy.” — Shel Silverstein, The Giving Tree
- And so the boy cut off her branches and carried them away to build his house. — Shel Silverstein, The Giving Tree
- “I am too old and sad to play,” said the boy. “I want a boat that will take me far away.” — Shel Silverstein, The Giving Tree
- “Cut down my trunk and make a boat,” said the tree. “Then you can sail away… and be happy.” — Shel Silverstein, The Giving Tree
- And so the boy cut down her trunk and made a boat and sailed away. — Shel Silverstein, The Giving Tree
- “I don’t need very much now,” said the boy, “just a quiet place to sit and rest.” — Shel Silverstein, The Giving Tree
- “Well, an old stump is good for sitting and resting. Come, boy, sit down and rest.” And the boy did. And the tree was happy. — Shel Silverstein, The Giving Tree
On Friendship & Togetherness
- I will not play at tug o’ war.
I’d rather play at hug o’ war, — Shel Silverstein, Hug O’ War, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Where everyone hugs
Instead of tugs, — Shel Silverstein, Hug O’ War, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Where everyone giggles
And rolls on the rug, — Shel Silverstein, Hug O’ War, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Where everyone kisses,
And everyone grins.
And everyone cuddles,
And everyone wins. — Shel Silverstein, Hug O’ War, Where the Sidewalk Ends - She had blue skin,
And so did he. — Shel Silverstein, Masks, Every Thing On It - He kept it hid
And so did she. — Shel Silverstein, Masks, Every Thing On It - They searched for blue
Their whole life through, — Shel Silverstein, Masks, Every Thing On It - Then passed right by—
And never knew. — Shel Silverstein, Masks, Every Thing On It - Said the little boy, “Sometimes I drop my spoon.”
Said the old man, “I do that too.” — Shel Silverstein, The Little Boy and the Old Man, A Light in the Attic - The little boy whispered, “I wet my pants.”
“I do that too,” laughed the little old man. — Shel Silverstein, The Little Boy and the Old Man, A Light in the Attic - Said the little boy, “I often cry.”
The old man nodded, “So do I.” — Shel Silverstein, The Little Boy and the Old Man, A Light in the Attic - “But worst of all,” said the boy, “it seems
Grown-ups don’t pay attention to me.” — Shel Silverstein, The Little Boy and the Old Man, A Light in the Attic - And he felt the warmth of a wrinkled old hand.
“I know what you mean,” said the little old man. — Shel Silverstein, The Little Boy and the Old Man, A Light in the Attic - Underneath my outside face
There’s a face that none can see. — Shel Silverstein, Underface, Every Thing On It - Ricky was “L” but he’s home with the flu,
Lizzie, our “O,” had some homework to do, — Shel Silverstein, Love, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Mitchell, “E” prob’ly got lost on the way.
So I’m all of love that could make it today. — Shel Silverstein, Love, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too
Went for a ride in a flying shoe. — Shel Silverstein, Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me Too, Where the Sidewalk Ends - “Hooray!”
“What fun!”
“It’s time we flew!”
Said Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too. — Shel Silverstein, Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me Too, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Ickle was captain, and Pickle was crew
And Tickle served coffee and mulligan stew — Shel Silverstein, Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me Too, Where the Sidewalk Ends - As higher
And higher
And higher they flew,
Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too. — Shel Silverstein, Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me Too, Where the Sidewalk Ends - “Hold on!”
“Stay in!”
“I hope we do!”
Cried Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too. — Shel Silverstein, Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me Too, Where the Sidewalk Ends - If we meet and I say, “Hi,”
That’s a salutation. — Shel Silverstein, Ations, A Light in the Attic - If you ask me how I feel,
That’s consideration. — Shel Silverstein, Ations, A Light in the Attic - If we stop and talk awhile,
That’s a conversation. — Shel Silverstein, Ations, A Light in the Attic - If we understand each other,
That’s communication. — Shel Silverstein, Ations, A Light in the Attic
Words of Wisdom
- Listen to the MUSTN’TS, child,
Listen to the DON’TS — Shel Silverstein, Listen to the Mustn’ts, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Listen to the SHOULDN’TS
The IMPOSSIBLES, the WON’TS — Shel Silverstein, Listen to the Mustn’ts, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Listen to the NEVER HAVES
Then listen close to me —
Anything can happen, child,
ANYTHING can be. — Shel Silverstein, Listen to the Mustn’ts, Where the Sidewalk Ends - There is a voice inside of you
That whispers all day long, — Shel Silverstein, The Voice, Falling Up - “I feel that this is right for me,
I know that this is wrong.” — Shel Silverstein, The Voice, Falling Up - No teacher, preacher, parent, friend
Or wise man can decide
What’s right for you — just listen to
The voice that speaks inside. — Shel Silverstein, The Voice, Falling Up - How many slams in an old screen door?
Depends how loud you shut it. — Shel Silverstein, How Many, How Much, A Light in the Attic - How many slices in a bread?
Depends how thin you cut it. — Shel Silverstein, How Many, How Much, A Light in the Attic - How much good inside a day?
Depends how good you live ’em. — Shel Silverstein, How Many, How Much, A Light in the Attic - How much love inside a friend?
Depends how much you give ’em. — Shel Silverstein, How Many, How Much, A Light in the Attic - Small as a peanut.
Big as a giant,
We’re all the same size
When we turn off the light. — Shel Silverstein, No Difference, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Rich as a sultan.
Poor as a mite,
We’re all worth the same
When we turn off the light. — Shel Silverstein, No Difference, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Red, black or orange.
Yellow or white,
We all look the same
When we turn off the light. — Shel Silverstein, No Difference, Where the Sidewalk Ends - So maybe the way
To make everything right
Is for God to just reach out
And turn off the light! — Shel Silverstein, No Difference, Where the Sidewalk Ends - My skin is kind of sort of brownish
Pinkish yellowish white. — Shel Silverstein, Colors, Where the Sidewalk Ends - My eyes are greyish blueish green,
But I’m told they look orange in the night. — Shel Silverstein, Colors, Where the Sidewalk Ends - My hair is reddish blondish brown,
But it’s silver when it’s wet. — Shel Silverstein, Colors, Where the Sidewalk Ends - And all the colors I am inside
Have not been invented yet. — Shel Silverstein, Colors, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Lester was given a magic wish
By the goblin who lives in the banyan tree, — Shel Silverstein, Lester, Where the Sidewalk Ends - And with his wish he wished for two more wishes —
So now instead of just one wish, he cleverly had three. — Shel Silverstein, Lester, Where the Sidewalk Ends - In a world of apples and kisses and shoes
He wasted his wishes on wishing. — Shel Silverstein, Lester, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Each time I see the Upside-Down Man
Standing in the water, — Shel Silverstein, Reflection, A Light in the Attic - I look at him and start to laugh,
Although I shouldn’t oughtter. — Shel Silverstein, Reflection, A Light in the Attic - For maybe in another world
Another time
Another town,
Maybe HE is right side up
And I am upside down. — Shel Silverstein, Reflection, A Light in the Attic - Somebody has to go polish the stars,
They’re looking a little bit dull. — Shel Silverstein, Somebody Has To, A Light in the Attic
Wild & Wondrous Creatures
- A long time ago, when the earth was green
And there was more kinds of animals than you’ve ever seen. — Shel Silverstein, The Unicorn, Where the Sidewalk Ends - And they run around free while the world was bein’ born.
And the loveliest of all was the Unicorn. — Shel Silverstein, The Unicorn, Where the Sidewalk Ends - There was green alligators and long-neck geese.
There was humpy bumpy camels and chimpanzees. — Shel Silverstein, The Unicorn, Where the Sidewalk Ends - There was catsandratsandelephants, but sure as you’re born
The loveliest of all was the Unicorn. — Shel Silverstein, The Unicorn, Where the Sidewalk Ends - But the Lord seen some sinnin’, and it caused him pain.
He says, “Stand back, I’m gonna make it rain.” — Shel Silverstein, The Unicorn, Where the Sidewalk Ends - “Hey Brother Noah, I’ll tell ya whatcha do.
Go and build me a floatin’ zoo.” — Shel Silverstein, The Unicorn, Where the Sidewalk Ends - “Noah, don’t you forget my Unicorn.” — Shel Silverstein, The Unicorn, Where the Sidewalk Ends
- Ol’ Noah looked out through the drivin’ rain,
But the Unicorns were hidin’, playin’ silly games. — Shel Silverstein, The Unicorn, Where the Sidewalk Ends - They were kickin’ and splashin’ in the misty morn.
Oh them silly Unicorn. — Shel Silverstein, The Unicorn, Where the Sidewalk Ends - That’s why you’ve never seen a Unicorn to this day. — Shel Silverstein, The Unicorn, Where the Sidewalk Ends
- You’ll see catsandratsandelephants, but sure as you’re born
You’re never gonna see no Unicorn. — Shel Silverstein, The Unicorn, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Oh, I’m being eaten
By a boa constrictor,
A boa constrictor,
A boa constrictor. — Shel Silverstein, Boa Constrictor, Where the Sidewalk Ends - I’m being eaten by a boa constrictor,
And I don’t like it — one bit. — Shel Silverstein, Boa Constrictor, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Well, what do you know?
It’s nibblin’ my toe.
Oh, gee.
It’s up to my knee. — Shel Silverstein, Boa Constrictor, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Oh my.
It’s up to my thigh.
Oh, fiddle.
It’s up to my middle. — Shel Silverstein, Boa Constrictor, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Oh, heck,
It’s up to my neck.
Oh, dread,
It’s upmmmmmmmmmmffffffffff. . . — Shel Silverstein, Boa Constrictor, Where the Sidewalk Ends - The Crocodile
Went to the dentist
And sat down in the chair. — Shel Silverstein, The Crocodile’s Toothache, Where the Sidewalk Ends - And the dentist said, “Now tell me, sir,
Why does it hurt and where?” — Shel Silverstein, The Crocodile’s Toothache, Where the Sidewalk Ends - And the Crocodile said, “I’ll tell you the truth,
I have a terrible ache in my tooth,” — Shel Silverstein, The Crocodile’s Toothache, Where the Sidewalk Ends - And he opened his jaws so wide, so wide,
That the dentist, he climbed right inside, — Shel Silverstein, The Crocodile’s Toothache, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Then suddenly, the jaws went SNAP,
And the dentist was gone, right off the map, — Shel Silverstein, The Crocodile’s Toothache, Where the Sidewalk Ends - But what’s one dentist, more or less? — Shel Silverstein, The Crocodile’s Toothache, Where the Sidewalk Ends
- There’s a Polar Bear
In our Frigidaire —
He likes it ’cause it’s cold in there. — Shel Silverstein, Bear in There, A Light in the Attic - With his seat in the meat
And his face in the fish
And his big hairy paws
In the buttery dish, — Shel Silverstein, Bear in There, A Light in the Attic - He’s nibbling the noodles,
He’s munching the rice,
He’s slurping the soda.
He’s licking the ice. — Shel Silverstein, Bear in There, A Light in the Attic
Laugh Out Loud
- The Homework Machine, oh the Homework Machine,
Most perfect contraption that’s ever been seen. — Shel Silverstein, Homework Machine, A Light in the Attic - Just put in your homework, then drop in a dime,
Snap on the switch, and in ten seconds’ time. — Shel Silverstein, Homework Machine, A Light in the Attic - Your homework comes out, quick and clean as can be.
Here it is — “nine plus four?” and the answer is “three. — Shel Silverstein, Homework Machine, A Light in the Attic - Three?
Oh me . . .
I guess it’s not as perfect
As I thought it would be. — Shel Silverstein, Homework Machine, A Light in the Attic - I’ll tell you the story of Jimmy Jet —
And you know what I tell you is true. — Shel Silverstein, Jimmy Jet and His TV Set, Where the Sidewalk Ends - He loved to watch his TV set
Almost as much as you. — Shel Silverstein, Jimmy Jet and His TV Set, Where the Sidewalk Ends - He watched all day, he watched all night
Till he grew pale and lean, — Shel Silverstein, Jimmy Jet and His TV Set, Where the Sidewalk Ends - From “The Early Show” to “The Late Late Show”
And all the shows between. — Shel Silverstein, Jimmy Jet and His TV Set, Where the Sidewalk Ends - He watched till his eyes were frozen wide.
And his bottom grew into his chair. — Shel Silverstein, Jimmy Jet and His TV Set, Where the Sidewalk Ends - And his chin turned into a tuning dial.
And antennae grew out of his hair. — Shel Silverstein, Jimmy Jet and His TV Set, Where the Sidewalk Ends - And his brains turned into TV tubes.
And his face to a TV screen. — Shel Silverstein, Jimmy Jet and His TV Set, Where the Sidewalk Ends - And he grew a plug that looked like a tail
So we plugged in little Jim.
And now instead of him watching TV
We all sit around and watch him. — Shel Silverstein, Jimmy Jet and His TV Set, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Captain Hook must remember
Not to scratch his toes. — Shel Silverstein, Captain Hook, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Captain Hook must watch out
And never pick his nose. — Shel Silverstein, Captain Hook, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Captain Hook must be gentle
When he shakes your hand. — Shel Silverstein, Captain Hook, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Lots of folks I’m glad I ain’t —
But mostly Captain Hook! — Shel Silverstein, Captain Hook, Where the Sidewalk Ends - I am writing these poems
From inside a lion,
And it’s rather dark in here. — Shel Silverstein, It’s Dark in Here, Where the Sidewalk Ends - So please excuse the handwriting
Which may not be too clear. — Shel Silverstein, It’s Dark in Here, Where the Sidewalk Ends - But this afternoon by the lion’s cage
I’m afraid I got too near. — Shel Silverstein, It’s Dark in Here, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Mrs. McTwitter the baby-sitter,
I think she’s a little bit crazy.
She thinks a baby-sitter’s supposed
To sit upon the baby. — Shel Silverstein, The Sitter, A Light in the Attic - “A genuine anteater,”
The pet man told my dad.
Turned out, it was an aunt eater.
And now my uncle’s mad! — Shel Silverstein, Anteater, A Light in the Attic - I’d rather play tennis than go to the dentist.
I’d rather play soccer than go to the doctor.
I’d rather play Hurk than go to work.
Hurk? Hurk? What’s Hurk?
I don’t know, but it must be better than work. — Shel Silverstein, Hurk, A Light in the Attic - There’s an eyeball in the gumball machine,
Right there between the red and the green,
Lookin’ at me as if to say,
“You don’t need any more gum today.” — Shel Silverstein, Gumeye Ball, A Light in the Attic - They said come skating;
They said it’s so nice.
They said come skating;
I’d done it twice.
They said come skating;
It sounded nice. . . .
I wore roller —
They meant ice. — Shel Silverstein, Come Skating, A Light in the Attic - What do I do?
What do I do?
This library book is 42
Years overdue. — Shel Silverstein, Overdues, A Light in the Attic
Short & Sweet Shel Silverstein Quotes
- Sandra’s seen a leprechaun,
Eddie touched a troll,
Laurie danced with witches once,
Charlie found some goblins’ gold. — Shel Silverstein, Magic, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Donald heard a mermaid sing,
Susy spied an elf.
But all the magic I have known
I’ve had to make myself. — Shel Silverstein, Magic, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Oh, if you’re a bird, be an early bird
And catch the worm for your breakfast plate. — Shel Silverstein, Early Bird, Where the Sidewalk Ends - If you’re a bird, be an early early bird —
But if you’re a worm, sleep late. — Shel Silverstein, Early Bird, Where the Sidewalk Ends - A piece of sky
Broke off and fell
Through the crack in the ceiling
Right into my soup,
KERPLOP! — Shel Silverstein, Sky Seasoning, Where the Sidewalk Ends - I really must state
That I usually hate
Lentil soup, but I ate
Every drop! — Shel Silverstein, Sky Seasoning, Where the Sidewalk Ends - It’s amazing the difference
A bit of sky can make. — Shel Silverstein, Sky Seasoning, Where the Sidewalk Ends - This boat that we just built is just fine —
And don’t try to tell us it’s not.
The sides and the back are divine —
It’s the bottom I guess we forgot. — Shel Silverstein, Homemade Boat, Where the Sidewalk Ends - I must remember . . .
Turkey on Thanksgiving,
Pudding on Christmas,
Eggs on Easter, — Shel Silverstein, I Must Remember, Where the Sidewalk Ends - But ah, me — I’m such a dunce.
I went and ate them all at once. — Shel Silverstein, I Must Remember, Where the Sidewalk Ends - I opened my eyes
And looked up at the rain,
And it dripped in my head
And flowed into my brain, — Shel Silverstein, Rain, Where the Sidewalk Ends - And all that I hear as I lie in my bed
Is the slishity-slosh of the rain in my head. — Shel Silverstein, Rain, Where the Sidewalk Ends - I step very softly,
I walk very slow,
I can’t do a handstand —
I might overflow. — Shel Silverstein, Rain, Where the Sidewalk Ends - So pardon the wild crazy thing I just said —
I’m just not the same since there’s rain in my head. — Shel Silverstein, Rain, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Two boxes met upon the road.
Said one unto the other,
“If you’re a box,
And I’m a box.
Then you must be my brother.” — Shel Silverstein, Two Boxes, Where the Sidewalk Ends - Our anchor’s too big for our ship,
So we’re sittin’ here tryin’ to think.
If we leave it behind we’ll be lost.
If we haul it on board, we will sink. — Shel Silverstein, Anchored, A Light in the Attic - If we sit and keep talkin’ about it.
It will soon be too late for our trip.
It sure can be rough on a sailor
When the anchor’s too big for the ship. — Shel Silverstein, Anchored, A Light in the Attic - There is a spot that you can’t scratch
Right between your shoulder blades,
Like an egg that just won’t hatch
Here you set and there it stays. — Shel Silverstein, Unscratchable Itch, A Light in the Attic - Worse than a sunbeam you can’t catch
Is that one spot that
You can’t scratch. — Shel Silverstein, Unscratchable Itch, A Light in the Attic - Everything King Midas touched
Turned to gold, the lucky fellow.
Every single thing I touch
Turns to raspberry Jell-O. — Shel Silverstein, Squishy Touch, A Light in the Attic - I took a dive into the sea (glush) —
Would you like to shake hands with me (sklush)? — Shel Silverstein, Squishy Touch, A Light in the Attic - There is a face upon my thumb —
I did not paint it there —
With pointy ears and winky eyes
And greenish bristly hair. — Shel Silverstein, Thumb Face, A Light in the Attic - Oh I’m Dirty Dan, the world’s dirtiest man,
I never have taken a shower. — Shel Silverstein, The Dirtiest Man in the World, Where the Sidewalk Ends - I can’t see my shirt — it’s so covered with dirt.
And my ears have enough to grow flowers. — Shel Silverstein, The Dirtiest Man in the World, Where the Sidewalk Ends - But the water is either a little too hot.
Or else it’s a little too cold. — Shel Silverstein, The Dirtiest Man in the World, Where the Sidewalk Ends
Frequently Asked Questions
What is Shel Silverstein’s most famous poem?
“Invitation” — the opening poem of Where the Sidewalk Ends (1974) — is his most quoted: “If you are a dreamer, come in.” Other beloved favorites include “Hug O’ War,” “Where the Sidewalk Ends,” “Sick,” and “The Giving Tree.”
What books did Shel Silverstein write?
His most famous books are The Giving Tree (1964), Where the Sidewalk Ends (1974), A Light in the Attic (1981), Falling Up (1996), A Giraffe and a Half (1964), and The Missing Piece (1976). He also wrote songs, including Johnny Cash’s hit “A Boy Named Sue.”
Are Shel Silverstein’s poems only for children?
Not at all. While written for young readers, his poems are loved by all ages for their wit, wordplay, and quiet wisdom — lines like “Listen to the mustn’ts, child” resonate just as strongly with grown-ups.
Why are the quotes on this page so short?
Shel Silverstein’s works are still under copyright, so this collection shares brief, famous excerpts rather than full poems. Every line is quoted verbatim from his published books.
Editor’s Picks
| Quote | Best For | Copy |
|---|---|---|
| If you are a dreamer, come in. If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar, A hope-er, a pray-er, a magic bean buyer . . . — Shel Silverstein, Invitation, Where the Sidewalk Ends | Daily inspiration | |
| I will not play at tug o’ war. I’d rather play at hug o’ war, — Shel Silverstein, Hug O’ War, Where the Sidewalk Ends | Kindness reminders | |
| Listen to the MUSTN’TS, child, Listen to the DON’TS — Shel Silverstein, Listen to the Mustn’ts, Where the Sidewalk Ends | Courage & possibility | |
| And the boy loved the tree… very much. — Shel Silverstein, The Giving Tree | Giving & love | |
| She had blue skin, And so did he. — Shel Silverstein, Masks, Every Thing On It | Being yourself | |
| And all the colors I am inside Have not been invented yet. — Shel Silverstein, Colors, Where the Sidewalk Ends | Self-acceptance | |
| Whatif I’m dumb in school? Whatif they’ve closed the swimming pool? — Shel Silverstein, Whatif, A Light in the Attic | Anxiety & overthinking | |
| “I cannot go to school today,” Said little Peggy Ann McKay. — Shel Silverstein, Sick, Where the Sidewalk Ends | Childhood nostalgia | |
| There is a voice inside of you That whispers all day long, — Shel Silverstein, The Voice, Falling Up | Trusting yourself | |
| A long time ago, when the earth was green And there was more kinds of animals than you’ve ever seen. — Shel Silverstein, The Unicorn, Where the Sidewalk Ends | Imagination | |
| Donald heard a mermaid sing, Susy spied an elf. But all the magic I have known I’ve had to make myself. — Shel Silverstein, Magic, Where the Sidewalk Ends | Making your own magic |
