I wrote about a bird that cleaned a crocodile's teeth. The story was so good that my teacher could not believe that a ten-year-old could write that well. I was even punished because my teacher thought...
Imagination is a gift given to us from God and each one of us use it differently.
Sala-manda-stron, look out here we come,A thief a warrior and a mole.Though the quest may take its toll,
One day when our hearts were young, we went roving with right good will, side by side two comrades to find what lay o'er the hill. Our spirits never wearied then, in those high old times gone by. What...
Is not the light of day a wondrous thing? It banishes all fears and worries of the previous night.
Friar Hugo, old friend, brace yourself. I am the bearer of tragic news!Alarm spread across Hugo's pudgy features. Tell me, Jess. What dreadful thing has happened?Jess spoke haltingly in a broken voice...
Capital, cried Basil. I could eat a stag, antlers and all. I say they they do make a wonderful nosebag for us wounded heroes, y'know.
Subaltern Meliton Gubthorpe Digglethwaite?
I say, sah! Sorry to trouble you to get off your big fat bottom and help a poor gel out! I would not have helped if you hadn't have needed it. You were doing well on your own until the vermin started...
Friendship is the greatest gift one can give to another.
All little creatures are beautiful...every living thing when it first sees life is born in beauty. What they grow to be is a different matter.
You will find joy, frustration and sorrow in your quest. Never forget that friendship and loyalty are more precious than riches...Happiness can be brief, but it knows no time in the land of dreams.
You may have enslaved our bodies, but our hearts and minds will always be free!
Wot Wot
A little (one) can sometimes see things in others that us older ones cannot because our judgement gets clouded. —Abbot Saxtus
Is because you are kind and good, not a hard-hearted pitiless rat like Cluny. Please listen to me. Even the strongest and bravest must sometimes weep. It shows they have a great heart, one that can fe...
Where's the point in fighting and slaying if you can make a friend out of anybeast instead of a foe?
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...
Knowledge is a thing that one cannot have enough of. It is the fruit of wisdom, to be eaten carefully and digested fully, unlike that lunch you are bolting down, little friend.
Go find someone who will care for ye good, to sit quiet by yore side at the fire, an' if he treats ye decent as you hoped he would, you'll have all that your heart can desire.