“ Boorab's spear was a window pole. He stood on the second step, barring their way. "Who goes there? State y'business, wot?" Brother Hoben tapped an impatient paw on the bottom step. "Come out of the way, please. We'ew going… — Brian Jacques Copy Share Image
Food to eat and games to play. Tell me why, tell me why. Serve it out and eat it up. Have a try, have… — Brian Jacques Copy Share Image
So here is my story, may it bring Some smiles and a tear or so, It happened once upon a time, Far away, and… — Brian Jacques Copy Share Image
Any weapon is a good weapon as long as ye can use it with honor and skill. — Brian Jacques Copy Share Image
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… — Brian Jacques Copy Share Image
Are you going to go down on your knees and beg for your life, old one?" Abbot Mortimer stared calmly into Cluny's savage eye.… — Brian Jacques Copy Share Image
I wanted to write something visual that I could read to the children. This was when I created the idea of Redwall Abbey in… — Brian Jacques Copy Share Image
“Go find someone who will care for ye good, to sit quiet by yore side at the fire, an' if he treats ye decent… — Brian Jacques Copy Share Image
“Even the strongest and bravest must sometimes weep. It shows they have a great heart, one that can feel compassion for others.” — Brian Jacques Copy Share Image
“Peace has gone on too long. Something inside me says that trouble such as these shores have never known is headed our way.” — Brian Jacques Copy Share Image
“Err, sorry Father Abbot. I tripped y'see. Trod on my Abbot, Father Habit. Oh dear, I mean…” — Brian Jacques Copy Share Image
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… — Brian Jacques Copy Share Image
