Armel shrugged. “I suppose so, Brother, but why do creatures have to fight?” Demple picked Mudge up and placed him on his shoulder.
BRIAN JACQUESI am a people watcher and I have a very good memory.
More Brian Jacques Quotes
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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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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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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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Who rules o’er the Kingdom of Night, where all is not what it seems? ‘Tis I, the Weaver of Tales, for I am the Dreamer of Dreams!
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We could have chopped down the sycamore with this.
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The young mouse’s eyes snapped open, clear and bright. He swung the ancient sword high and struck at the giant adder. He struck for Redwall! He struck against evil! He struck for Martin! He struck for Log-a-Log and his shrews!
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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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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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Even the strongest and bravest must sometimes weep. It shows they have a great heart, one that can feel compassion for others.” -Cornflower
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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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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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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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Friar Hugo, old friend, brace yourself. I am the bearer of tragic news!” Alarm spread across Hugo’s pudgy features.
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