Sighing restlessly, the boundless sea broke huge rollers into white cream which hissed hungrily up to the tideline.
BRIAN JACQUESArmel shrugged. “I suppose so, Brother, but why do creatures have to fight?” Demple picked Mudge up and placed him on his shoulder.
More Brian Jacques Quotes
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The more ‘otter it is, the more ‘otter otters likes it
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A mouse is small and can go unnoticed: but there is no limit to what a brave heart and a fearless spirit can achieve.
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Friend is a very small word, A little sound we make, For one who is true, one who will do, Great deeds for friendship’s sake.
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He came with death held in his paw Which no rat born could face Oh woe to those who break the law Of Sunflash and his mace!
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Sometimes the gift of an inquisitive nature to the young can be greater than that of the wisdom which comes of age.
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Fate is fickle, and the company of unwilling friends short lived.
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I think that others can drive a creature to naughtiness, always accusing and blaming them. After a while it must make the creature unhappy and drive him…to be naughty, because nobody expects them to be good.
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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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Sala-manda-stron, look out here we come, A thief a warrior and a mole. Though the quest may take its toll, We’ll march until we reach our goal.
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Armel shrugged. “I suppose so, Brother, but why do creatures have to fight?” Demple picked Mudge up and placed him on his shoulder.
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The advice I continually give to young writers is this, “Learn to paint pictures with words.” Not just once upon a time, but … In the long secret dust of ages, beneath a blue forgotten sky, where trade winds caress the sun bleached shores of unknown realms …
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your lives be as full and happy as ours,and may the seasons be kind to you and your friends.
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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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Friar Hugo, old friend, brace yourself. I am the bearer of tragic news!” Alarm spread across Hugo’s pudgy features.
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Each of us is born to follow a star, be it bright and shining or dark and fated. Sometimes the path of these stars will cross, bringing love or hatred.
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