If you want to be a writer, you must learn to paint a picture with words.

— Brian Jacques

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

— Brian Jacques

I will not stand here to be insulted by you, hedge pig," Magic fumed." Then stand somewhere else, and I'll insult you there, feather bag!!

— Brian Jacques

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 I'd lied about writing it! I had always loved to write, but it was then that I realized that I had a talent for it.

— Brian Jacques

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, it is only a sword, Matthias! It contains no secret spell, nor holds within its blade any magical power. This sword is made for only one purpose, to kill. It will only be as good or evil as the one who wields it. I know that you intend to use it only for the good of your Abbey, Matthias; do so, but never allow yourself to be tempted into using it in a careless or idle way. It would inevitably cost you your life, or that of your dear ones. Martin the Warrior used the sword only for right and good. This is why it has become a symbol of power to Red wall. Knowledge is gained through wisdom, my friend. Use the sword wisely.

— Brian Jacques

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

— Brian Jacques

Quick as a flash, Sauna Reith's eyes hardened. "Then I'm ordering you to skin Welch alive!" He took the otter's paw, closing it over the knife handle. "Obey me!" The crowded clearing became as silent as a tomb. All eyes were upon the Staggering, awaiting his reaction to the order. Tagg turned his back on Sauna and strode to the side of the fox strung up to the beech bough. He raised the blade. Welch shut his eyes tight, his head shaking back and forth as his nerves quivered uncontrollably. With a sudden slash Tag severed the thongs that bound him. Welch slumped to the ground in a shaking heap. Tag's voice was flat and hard as he turned to face Sauna." I'm sorry to disobey your order. The fox is a sorry thief, but I will not take the life of a helpless beast.

— Brian Jacques

So here is my story, may it bring Some 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 Tales!

— Brian Jacques

Sometimes friends do go from us-it will happen more and more as you grow up, Chung. But if you really love your friends, they're never really gone. Somewhere they're watching over you, and they're always there inside your heart.-Martin

— Brian Jacques

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

— Brian Jacques