black
grey
blue
red
brown
white

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!

Brian Jacques

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

Honor Long Skills
The more ‘otter it is, the more ‘otter otters likes it
BRIAN JACQUES

Cities Likes More Otters
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
Even the strongest and bravest must sometimes weep. It shows they have a great heart, one that can feel compassion for others.” -Cornflower
BRIAN JACQUES

Compassion Heart Sometimes
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
BRIAN JACQUES

Grow Up Heart More Over
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
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
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
I love book signings: kids waiting in line for you to scribble on their new books, haha!
BRIAN JACQUES

Book Kids Line Waiting
The door of our Abbey is always open to any travellers roaming the dusty path between the woodlands and the plains.
BRIAN JACQUES

Door Open Travellers Woodlands
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
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
Happiness can be brief, but it knows no time in the land of dreams.
BRIAN JACQUES

Dream Happiness Knows Land
Courage is the moment when an ordinary being becomes an extraordinary being.
BRIAN JACQUES

Extraordinary Moments Ordinary

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!

Related Topics

Popular Authors

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!

Related Topics

Popular Authors

More Brian Jacques Quotes