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Quotes by Brian Jacques

Imagination is a gift given to us from God and each one of us use it differently.

So here is my story, may it bringSome 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!

Aha! Today I shall become an author! And I will auth and auth and auth and make a squillion dollars, whoopee!

Basil Stag Hare tut-tutted severely as he remarked to Ambrose Spike, Tch, tch. Dreadful table manners. Just look at those three wallahs, kicking up a hullaballoo like that! Eatings a serious business.

I will not stand here to be insulted by you, hedgepig, Mangiz fumed.Then stand somewhere else and Ill insult you there, featherbag!!

Tell the Queen that theres 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. Now, Im to say nothing to Fortunata or Ashleg...I must tell the Queen that a robin has seen Cludd hanging about. No, thats not right. I must tellt he robin taht Cludd has been hanging the Queen.

Sometimes friends do go from us-it will happen more and more as you grow up, Chugg. But if you really love your friends, theyre never really gone. Somewhere theyre watching over you and theyre always there inside your heart.-Martin

Wheres the point in fighting and slaying if you can make a friend out of anybeast instead of a foe?

Dont be ashamed to weep; tis right to grieve. Tears are only water, and flowers, trees, and fruit cannot grow without water. But there must be sunlight also. A wounded heart will heal in time, and when it does, the memory and love of our lost ones is sealed inside to comfort us.

Err, sorry Father Abbot. I tripped ysee. Trod on my Abbot, Father Habit. Oh dear, I mean....

Was it magic? Of course it was.

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. However, if you look up at the skies on a clear night, out of all the countless lights that twinkle and shine, there will come one. That star will be seen in a blaze, burning a path of light across the roof of the earth, a great comet.

Dont think about what you could have done, concentrate on what you plan to do; it is more useful.

I am a people watcher and I have a very good memory.

Who knows, my friend? Maybe the sword does have some magic. Personally, I think its the warrior who wields it.

Peace has gone on too long. Something inside me says that trouble such as these shores have never known is headed our way.

No doubt your sword is indeed a beautiful thing. It is a tribute to whoever forged it in bygone ages. There are very few such swords as this one left in the world, but remember, it is only a sword, Matthias! It contains no secret spell, nor holds within its blade any magical power. This sword is made for only one purpose, to kill. It will only be as good or evil as the one who wields it. I know that you intend to use it only for the good of your Abbey, Matthias; do so, but never allow yourself to be tempted into using it in a careless or idle way. It would inevitably cost you your life, or that of your dear ones. Martin the Warrior used the sword only for right and good. This is why it has become a symbol of power to Redwall. Knowledge is gained through wisdom, my friend. Use the sword wisely.

Wait and wonder when we will return, mouse - then you will really see what a battle is like.Simeon turned his head in the direction of Graypatchs voice. Alas, I will never see anything for I am blind; but I can sense a lot. I can feel you are both evil and desperate. They say you have only one eye. I am surprised at you—even a fool with half an eye could see that you will never triumph against good if you are evil.

There is no greater evil than killing. I dont care whether they call it war or justice. Life is precious.

Are you going to go down on your knees and beg for your life, old one? Abbot Mortimer stared calmly into Clunys savage eye. I will never bend my knee on my own behalf. However, if I thought I could save the life of one of my friends I would gladly fall down on both knees. But I know you, Cluny, better than you know yourself. There is not a scrap of pity or mercy in your heart, only a burning desire for vengeance. Therefore, I will not kneel to one who is consumed by evil.