Any Weapon Is A Good Weapon As

I Think That Others Can Drive A Creature To Naughtiness, Always Accusing And Blaming Them. After A While It Must Make The Creature Unhappy And Drive Him...to Be Naughty, Because Nobody Expects Them To Be Good.

Fate Is Fickle, And The Company Of Unwilling Friends Short Lived.

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.

Step Aside? I Step Aside For Nobeast, Whether It Be A Hallowed Hedgehog, An Officious Otter, A Seasoned Squirrel, A Mutterin' Mole Or A Befuddled Badger!

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.