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!
BRIAN JACQUESThe 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!
BRIAN JACQUESEach 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.
BRIAN JACQUESNow, 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.
BRIAN JACQUESFriend 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.
BRIAN JACQUESSometimes friends do go from us-it will happen more and more as you grow up, Chugg. But if you really love your friends, they’re never really gone. Somewhere they’re watching over you and they’re always there inside your heart. -Martin
BRIAN JACQUESSighing restlessly, the boundless sea broke huge rollers into white cream which hissed hungrily up to the tideline.
BRIAN JACQUESI 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.
BRIAN JACQUESArmel shrugged. “I suppose so, Brother, but why do creatures have to fight?” Demple picked Mudge up and placed him on his shoulder.
BRIAN JACQUESThe more ‘otter it is, the more ‘otter otters likes it
BRIAN JACQUESThe door of our Abbey is always open to any travellers roaming the dusty path between the woodlands and the plains.
BRIAN JACQUESWho knows, my friend? Maybe the sword does have some magic. Personally, I think it’s the warrior who wields it.
BRIAN JACQUESYou 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
BRIAN JACQUESFate is fickle, and the company of unwilling friends short lived.
BRIAN JACQUESSee, as much as there are words in poetry, there is a poetry in words. Use it, stay faithful to the path you have set your heart upon and follow it.
BRIAN JACQUESHappiness can be brief, but it knows no time in the land of dreams.
BRIAN JACQUESyour lives be as full and happy as ours,and may the seasons be kind to you and your friends.
BRIAN JACQUES