Brian Jacques
Brian Jacques
James Brian Jacqueswas an English writer, best known for his Redwall series of novels and Castaways of the Flying Dutchman series. He also completed two collections of short stories entitled The Ribbajack & Other Curious Yarns and Seven Strange and Ghostly Tales...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth15 June 1939
morning children wake-up
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.
heart brave fearless
A mouse is small and can go unnoticed: but there is no limit to what a brave heart and a fearless spirit can achieve.
life dream betrayal
Every Betrayal begins with trust-Phish Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today-James Dean Laugh as much as you breathe and love as long as you live-Anonymous
children writing ideas
I wanted to write something visual that I could read to the children. This was when I created the idea of Redwall Abbey in my imagination. As I wrote, the idea grew, and the manuscript along with it.
dog enjoy crosswords
I enjoy walking my dog and completing crossword puzzles.
children writing thinking
I sometimes think it ironic for an ex-seaman, longshoreman, truck driver, policeman, bus driver, etc... to find success writing children's novels.
dream adventure ideas
Sometimes, I get ideas from dreams. Often, my stories are based on adventures that I, or my friends, have actually lived.
stars dark night
Each of us is born to follow a star, be it bright and shining or dark and fated. Sometimes the path of these stars will cross, bringing love or hatred. However, if you look up at the skies on a clear night, out of all the countless lights that twinkle and shine, there will come one. That star will be seen in a blaze, burning a path of light across the roof of the earth, a great comet.
war justice evil
There is no greater evil than killing. I don't care whether they call it war or justice. Life is precious.
fall heart eye
Are you going to go down on your knees and beg for your life, old one?" Abbot Mortimer stared calmly into Cluny's savage eye. "I will never bend my knee on my own behalf. However, if I thought I could save the life of one of my friends I would gladly fall down on both knees. But I know you, Cluny, better than you know yourself. There is not a scrap of pity or mercy in your heart, only a burning desire for vengeance. Therefore, I will not kneel to one who is consumed by evil.
dream memories night
The Land of Dreams, that mystical realm, where the oddest of visions appear, come wander through scenes of joyful peace, or stampeded through nightmares of fear. Dare we open those secret doors, down dusty paths of mind, in long-forgotten corners, what memories we'll find. Who rules o'er the Kingdom of Night, where all is not what it seems? 'Tis I, the Weaver of Tales, for I am the Dreamer of Dreams!
warrior thinking magic
Who knows, my friend? Maybe the sword does have some magic. Personally, I think it's the warrior who wields it.