I think that others can drive a creature to naughtiness, always accusing and blaming them. After a while it must make the… — Brian Jacques Copy Share Image
I sometimes think it ironic for an ex-seaman, longshoreman, truck driver, policeman, bus driver, etc... to find success writing children's novels. — Brian Jacques Copy Share Image
Tell the Queen that there's been a robin red-breast hanging about Kotir grounds. It flies down low and vanishes near the floor.… — Brian Jacques Copy Share Image
When the sun sets like fire, I will think of you, when the moon casts its light, I'll remember, too, if a… — Brian Jacques Copy Share Image
Who knows, my friend? Maybe the sword does have some magic. Personally, I think it's the warrior who wields it. — 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
