Armel shrugged. “I suppose so, Brother, but why do creatures have to fight?” Demple picked Mudge up and placed him on his shoulder.
BRIAN JACQUESWhere’s the point in fighting and slaying if you can make a friend out of anybeast instead of a foe?
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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It’s a long hard road ahead for you, little warrior. Enjoy a happy day while you can. -Boldred
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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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Sometimes 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
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Any weapon is a good weapon as long as ye can use it with honor and skill.
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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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Shake paws, count your claws, You steal mine, I’ll borrow yours. Watch my whiskers, check both ears. Robber foxes have no fears.
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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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I am a people watcher and I have a very good memory.
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See, 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.
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We could have chopped down the sycamore with this.
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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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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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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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