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! Eating’s a serious business.

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. Now, I’m...

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,...

I enjoy walking my dog and completing crossword puzzles.

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

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 Graypatch’s voice. “Alas, I will never see anything for...

I wanted to write something visual that I could read to the children. This was when I created the idea of Redwall Abbey in my imagination. As I wrote, the idea grew, and the manuscript...

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...

There is no greater evil than killing. I don’t care whether they call it war or justice. Life is precious.

Even the strongest and bravest must sometimes weep. It shows they have a great heart, one that can feel compassion for others.

Sometimes friends do go from us-it will happen more and more as you grow up, Chugg. But if you really love your friends, they’re never really gone. Somewhere they’re watching over you and they’re always...

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

There are enough cowards in the world without killing a brave creature for so little reason.

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

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. “I will never bend my knee on my own behalf. However, if...

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

I’d burn the salad, suh. Us of the fatal beauty type are pretty awful cooks if y’ ask me. – Dorothea Duckfontein Dillworthy “Dotti

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

Any weapon is a good weapon as long as ye can use it with honor and skill.

Don’t 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,...

I sometimes think it ironic for an ex-seaman, longshoreman, truck driver, policeman, bus driver, etc… to find success writing children’s novels.

You will stay and help defend our cave against all comers, protect those weaker than yourself and honor our code. Always use the sword to stand for good and right, never do a thing you...

Err, sorry Father Abbot. I tripped y’see. Trod on my Abbot, Father Habit. Oh dear, I mean….

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...

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.

Was it magic? Of course it was.

I still pinch meself when I wake up of a morning. Who ever thought I’d be a children’s author – let alone a best-selling children’s author?

Quick as a flash, Sawney Rath’s eyes hardened. “Then I’m ordering you to skin Felch alive!” He took the otter’s paw, closing it over the knife handle. “Obey me!”The crowded clearing became as silent as...

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

Kids are more drawn to animal characters than human.

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

The seer crow was outraged. “Mangiz does not forget an insult, hedgepig.”Ambrose smiled cheekily. “Good, then here’s a few more for you to remember, you pot-bellied, cross-eyed, feather-bottomed excuse for a duck.

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...

Sometimes, I get ideas from dreams. Often, my stories are based on adventures that I, or my friends, have actually lived.