Sometimes the gift of an inquisitive nature to the young can be greater than that of the wisdom which comes of age.
BRIAN JACQUESPick-a-lock, Pick-a-lock, you’ll regret the day, When you took a mouse thief and locked him away, Silly cat, look at that, it’s two for one, A thief and a warrior, by dawn will be gone.
More Brian Jacques Quotes
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Sighing restlessly, the boundless sea broke huge rollers into white cream which hissed hungrily up to the tideline.
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Good fortune go with you, to your journey’s end, let the waters run calmly, for you, my dear friend.
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Food to eat and games to play. Tell me why, tell me why. Serve it out and eat it up. Have a try, have a try.
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The door of our Abbey is always open to any travellers roaming the dusty path between the woodlands and the plains.
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There are enough cowards in the world without killing a brave creature for so little reason.
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Now, I’m to say nothing to Fortunata or Ashleg… ‘I must tell the Queen that a robin has seen Cludd hanging about. No, that’s not right. I must tellt he robin taht Cludd has been hanging the Queen.
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Fate is fickle, and the company of unwilling friends short lived.
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You love young ones and babes, I know this. The young will always befriend and admire you…all the young ones of the earth belong to you in friendship. Be good to them. -Breeze, to Sunflash the Mace
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Step aside? I step aside for nobeast, whether it be a hallowed hedgehog, an officious otter, a seasoned squirrel, a mutterin’ mole or a befuddled badger!
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It’s a long hard road ahead for you, little warrior. Enjoy a happy day while you can. -Boldred
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I love book signings: kids waiting in line for you to scribble on their new books, haha!
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Friar Hugo, old friend, brace yourself. I am the bearer of tragic news!” Alarm spread across Hugo’s pudgy features.
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Tell the Queen that there’s been a robin red-breast hanging about Kotir grounds. It flies down low and vanishes near the floor. Cludd thinks it might be something to do with those woodlanders.
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So here is my story, may it bring Some smiles and a tear or so, It happened once upon a time, Far away, and long ago, Outside the night wind keens and wails, Come listen to me, the Teller of Tales!
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The Land of Dreams, that mystical realm, where the oddest of visions appear, come wander through scenes of joyful peace, or stampeded through nightmares of fear.
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