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 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.
More Brian Jacques Quotes
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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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Where’s the point in fighting and slaying if you can make a friend out of anybeast instead of a foe?
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I love book signings: kids waiting in line for you to scribble on their new books, haha!
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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 sometimes think it ironic for an ex-seaman, longshoreman, truck driver, policeman, bus driver, etc… to find success writing children’s novels.
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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.
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There are enough cowards in the world without killing a brave creature for so little reason.
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We could have chopped down the sycamore with this.
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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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Friar Hugo, old friend, brace yourself. I am the bearer of tragic news!” Alarm spread across Hugo’s pudgy features.
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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.
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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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Happiness can be brief, but it knows no time in the land of dreams.
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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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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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