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Mossflower (Redwall, #2) QUOTES

Mossflower (Redwall, #2) QUOTES

1 " 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 to say nothing to Fortunata or Ashleg...
'I must tell the Queen that a robin has seen Cludd hanging about. No, that's not right. I must tellt he robin taht Cludd has been hanging the Queen. "

― Brian Jacques , Mossflower (Redwall, #2)

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

― Brian Jacques , Mossflower (Redwall, #2)

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

― Brian Jacques , Mossflower (Redwall, #2)

4 " Mossflower lay deep in the grip of midwinter beneath a sky of leaden gray that showed tinges of scarlet and orange on the horizon. A cold mantle of snow draped the landscape, covering the flatlands to the west. Snow was everywhere, filling ditches, drifting high against hedgerows, making paths invisible, smoothing the contours of earth in its white embrace. The gaunt, leafless ceiling of Mossflower Wood was penetrated by constant snowfall, which carpeted the sprawling woodland floor, building canopies on evergreen shrubs and bushes. Winter had muted the earth; the muffled stillness was broken only by a traveler’s paws. "

― Brian Jacques , Mossflower (Redwall, #2)

5 " Pick-a-lock, Pick-a-lock, you'll regret the day,
When you took a mouse thief and locked him away,
Silly cat, look at that, it's two for one,
A thief and a warrior, by dawn will be gone. "

― Brian Jacques , Mossflower (Redwall, #2)

6 " Songs just spring into my head. Silly, isn't it. Sometimes old Goody Stickle says that it's Mossflower singing through me. Now and then she'll say it's a sight of season the hasn't yet shone
upon.
-Gonff "

― Brian Jacques , Mossflower (Redwall, #2)

7 " Early morning was enveloped in white mist. It clung to tree and bush like a gossamer shawl, sparkling with dewdrops in the promise of a hot sunny day ahead. "

― Brian Jacques , Mossflower (Redwall, #2)