black
grey
blue
red
brown
white

Sighing restlessly, the boundless sea broke huge rollers into white cream which hissed hungrily up to the tideline.

Brian Jacques

Where’s the point in fighting and slaying if you can make a friend out of anybeast instead of a foe?
BRIAN JACQUES

Fighting Foe Slaying
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.
BRIAN JACQUES

Follow Heart Mouse Small
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 JACQUES

Clear Eye Light Snap Snow
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!
BRIAN JACQUES

Moles Otters Squirrels
Absoballylutely top hole, wot. A and B the C of D I’d say. . . Above and Beyond the Call of Duty.
BRIAN JACQUES

Above Beyond Call Duty Hole
Who knows, my friend? Maybe the sword does have some magic. Personally, I think it’s the warrior who wields it.
BRIAN JACQUES

Magic Thinking Warrior
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.
BRIAN JACQUES

Queens Robins Thinking
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.
BRIAN JACQUES

Dream Memories Night
Shake paws, count your claws, You steal mine, I’ll borrow yours. Watch my whiskers, check both ears. Robber foxes have no fears.
BRIAN JACQUES

Ears Paws Watches
Armel shrugged. “I suppose so, Brother, but why do creatures have to fight?” Demple picked Mudge up and placed him on his shoulder.
BRIAN JACQUES

Brother Fighting Land
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.
BRIAN JACQUES

Deeds Sake Sound
Sometimes the gift of an inquisitive nature to the young can be greater than that of the wisdom which comes of age.
BRIAN JACQUES

Age Sometimes Young
your lives be as full and happy as ours,and may the seasons be kind to you and your friends.
BRIAN JACQUES

Doors May Roaming
Friar Hugo, old friend, brace yourself. I am the bearer of tragic news!” Alarm spread across Hugo’s pudgy features.
BRIAN JACQUES

Broken Friends Old Voice
I love book signings: kids waiting in line for you to scribble on their new books, haha!
BRIAN JACQUES

Book Kids Line Waiting
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.
BRIAN JACQUES

Games Play Trying
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.
BRIAN JACQUES

Fortunata Hanging Queen Right
I sometimes think it ironic for an ex-seaman, longshoreman, truck driver, policeman, bus driver, etc… to find success writing children’s novels.
BRIAN JACQUES

Children Thinking Writing
We could have chopped down the sycamore with this.
BRIAN JACQUES

Chopped Country Peopel Sycamore
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.
BRIAN JACQUES

Dark Each Night Shinning Stars
I am a people watcher and I have a very good memory.
BRIAN JACQUES

Good Memories People Very
Fate is fickle, and the company of unwilling friends short lived.
BRIAN JACQUES

Company Fate Fickle
Any weapon is a good weapon as long as ye can use it with honor and skill.
BRIAN JACQUES

Honor Long Skills
Courage is the moment when an ordinary being becomes an extraordinary being.
BRIAN JACQUES

Extraordinary Moments Ordinary
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.
BRIAN JACQUES

Naughty Thinking Unhappy
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!
BRIAN JACQUES

Ago Long Night Wind
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!
BRIAN JACQUES

Law Mace Paws Woe

Sighing restlessly, the boundless sea broke huge rollers into white cream which hissed hungrily up to the tideline.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

Sighing restlessly, the boundless sea broke huge rollers into white cream which hissed hungrily up to the tideline.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

More Brian Jacques Quotes