We could have chopped down the sycamore with this.
BRIAN JACQUESArmel shrugged. “I suppose so, Brother, but why do creatures have to fight?” Demple picked Mudge up and placed him on his shoulder.
More Brian Jacques Quotes
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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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Courage is the moment when an ordinary being becomes an extraordinary being.
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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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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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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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your lives be as full and happy as ours,and may the seasons be kind to you and your friends.
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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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Any weapon is a good weapon as long as ye can use it with honor and skill.
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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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Happiness can be brief, but it knows no time in the land of dreams.
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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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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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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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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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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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