Christopher St. John > Quotes

“You were born a prey animal but you don't have to die as one." -Anastasia Bloody Thorn”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny

“Turn your face from me, Hunger Mother. Do not bless me with want this day. Forget me, as one day when the hunting is all done, I will surely forget you.”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny

“Admission to the Amazing Glorification & Resurrection of Foxes, Terrible Punishment of Hawks, and General Spanking of Weasels By the Rabbit Without Antecedents is three nuts, as is clearly stated in my jingle.”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny

“Chek chek chek chek chek, Chek chek chek chek chek chek chek, Chek chek chek chek chek. —Classic squirrel haiku”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny: Book 1 of the War Bunny Chronicles

“If there’s no coyote, he’s behind you.”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny

“Ooo, a pistachio. Exotique”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny

“I’m Death Rage,” said the mouse. “Oh, that’s nice,” said Bricabrac. “Very feminine.”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny

“Mon ami,”31 he said, and belched.”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny

“Oyez, oyez, oyez,”23 he shouted, racing around the perimeter of his oak tree.”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny

“Gods took many of the animals, too. In the end, only six kinds of creatures were left in the Million Acre Wood for the canids to hunt: Deer, raccoon, rabbit, squirrel, rat, mouse.”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny

“You’re singing my song, mon pote,”28 he said, then shook his head. “Maybe later.”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny

“Words began to stream from her in bright plainsong.”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny

“This generous decision also held a healthy dose of realpolitik: it would mean that Sans Gloire wasn’t the Blessed Ones’ only target.”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny

“Their sweet tiny voices floated in the still air like gossamer. “Oh, how I love my Blessed One, My Blessed One loves me, Together we shall live in love, And I will never flee.”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny

“So Mabel lifted her voice and led the congregation of rabbits through the ancient rabbit end-of-life hymn. “Sunrise rabbit, rabbit in the morning, Strong and bold and bright are you, Brightshine rabbit, rabbit in the noon time, With your children, sweet and true.”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny

“He that turn from Glory and seek life shall find neither. Letter to the Cruciferous, 11:23-24.”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny

“Live in my belly and pay no rent. —Coyote”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny

“Nicodemus the Reader and Aiden the Rememberer sat in the warm sunshine near the main entrance to Bloody Thorn Warren, playing the ancient game of the northern rabbits, Terre Soleil.21”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny

“Squirrel on ground? Why why why? Ground is where Squirrel go to die.”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny

“The plainsong cascaded from her. “I remember when the moon was nearby”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny

“Love Bug brought blueberries from the patch by the stream. Grégoire sang quietly to the kits about the old rabbit legends, like the story of the peach tree with the sweetest fruit in the world.”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny

“A few seconds later, she lifted her nose as she caught a bewitching fragrance. “I smell young bunnies, So soft and sweet, They go down like honey, My favorite treat.”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny

“You want to turn all those clever crapauds34 against us? They live in fortified camps, stupide.35”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny

“She turned and faced the other coyotes. “We should do it, copains.”36”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny

“Toads. 35 Stupid. 36 Friends. 37 Friend. 38 Fat.”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny

“What is squirrel doing on ground? Tree is place for squirrel. Ground is death. Tree is life. Stupid stupid stupid!”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny

“Shakily, she touched the left side of the entryway three times, then the right side three times. She quietly sang an ancient couplet. “Hush little baby, don’t you cry, Fox won’t hear and he’ll pass right by.” Then she touched the floor twice. “Not this again,” hissed Briar, shoving her forward with his large chest. “Stop your crazy little paw dance and get in there.”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny: Book 1 of the War Bunny Chronicles

“Guess what, you crottes?”41 he said. “You know those rabbits that jacked you up? Now there’s going to be twice as many of them.”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny

“shall be holy,’ saith the Loved One.” He smiled. “Book of Fluffy, 2:16-18.”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny

“Sweet, tiny babes, Stay close and warm, Inside is safe, Outside, the storm.”
― Christopher St. John, War Bunny