Ever Since Human Beings Learned To Talk

Dealing With The Impossible, Fantasy Can Show Us What May Be Really Possible. If There Is Grief, There Is The Possibility Of Consolation; If Hurt, The Possibility Of Healing; And Above All, The Curative Power Of Hope. If Fantasy Speaks To Us As We Are, It Also Speaks To Us As We Might Be

-"he Loved Her...it Was Noble Of Him. It Was Beautiful." -"it Was Stupid.

Story, Finally, Is Humanity's Autobiography.

By All Means," Cried The Bard, His Eyes Lighting Up. "a Fflam To The Rescue! Storm The Castle! Carry It By Assault! Batter Down The Gates!" "there's Not Much Of It Left To Storm," Said Eilonwy. "oh?" Said Fflewddur, With Disappointment. "very Well, We Shall Do The Best We Can.

We Learn More By Looking For The Answer To A Question And Not Finding It Than We Do From Learning The Answer Itself.