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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

We could have chopped down the sycamore with this.
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Chopped Country Peopel Sycamore
Armel shrugged. “I suppose so, Brother, but why do creatures have to fight?” Demple picked Mudge up and placed him on his shoulder.
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Brother Fighting Land
Good fortune go with you, to your journey’s end, let the waters run calmly, for you, my dear friend.
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Dear Fortune Friend Good
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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Breeze Earth Young
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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Age Sometimes Young
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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Deeds Sake Sound
Happiness can be brief, but it knows no time in the land of dreams.
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Dream Happiness Knows Land
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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Games Play Trying
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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Age Blue Heart Writing
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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Cat Regret Silly Thief
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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Queens Robins Thinking
There are enough cowards in the world without killing a brave creature for so little reason.
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Brave Coward World
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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Door Open Travellers Woodlands
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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Dark Each Night Shinning Stars
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!
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Dreams Forgotten Kingdom Path Seems
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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Children Thinking Writing

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.

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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.

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