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.

I fell, you see. Trod on my abbot, Father Habit. Oh, dear! I mean.

We could have chopped down the sycamore with this.

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

In our imaginations we can go anywhere. Travel with me to Redwall in Mossflower country.

Weapons may be carried by creatures who are evil, dishonest, violent or lazy. The true warrior is good, gentle and honest. His bravery comes from within himself; he learns to conquer his own fears and misdeeds. —Matthias

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? I feel I should still be driving a truck, or (working as) a longshoreman.