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

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

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

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

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. "I fear that Cluny has tore up one of your oldest and most venerable dishrags. Alas, Redwall will never see it wipe another plate.

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 to you in friendship. Be good to them. —Breeze, to Sunflash the Mace

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.