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

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.

A mouse is small and can go unnoticed: but there is no limit to what a brave heart and a fearless spirit can achieve.

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

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

If y'can't see with yore own two eyes what's in front of them, then y'better off closin' 'em an' goin' t'sleep, 'tis far more restful! —Gerul

Throughout his life the memory of that happy day stayed locked secretly in (his) heart.