Sighing restlessly, the boundless sea broke huge rollers into white cream which hissed hungrily up to the tideline.
BRIAN JACQUESWho 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!
More Brian Jacques Quotes
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Fate is fickle, and the company of unwilling friends short lived.
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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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The door of our Abbey is always open to any travellers roaming the dusty path between the woodlands and the plains.
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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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Sometimes the gift of an inquisitive nature to the young can be greater than that of the wisdom which comes of age.
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There are enough cowards in the world without killing a brave creature for so little reason.
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Pick-a-lock, Pick-a-lock, you’ll regret the day, When you took a mouse thief and locked him away, Silly cat, look at that, it’s two for one, A thief and a warrior, by dawn will be gone.
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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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You 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
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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.
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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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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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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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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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A mouse is small and can go unnoticed: but there is no limit to what a brave heart and a fearless spirit can achieve.
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