For There Is No Higher Religion Than

The Goddess Has A Fourth Face, Which Is Secret, And You Should Pray To Her, As I Do — As I Do, Igraine — That Morgause Will Never Wear That Face.

All The Tears Women Shed, They Leave No Mark On The World.

And So, Perhaps, The Truth Winds Somewhere Between The Road To Glastonbury, Isle Of The Priests, And The Road To Avalon, Lost Forever In The Mists Of The Summer Sea.

Of All Things We Mortals Are Called Upon To Do, The Most Difficult Is Forgiveness; In Order To Truly Do It, You Will Probably Have To Behave As If You Already Have Forgiven For Quite A While Before You Have Actually Done So.

I Wasn't A Child At 13, Were You?