In The Race Of Men Is Much

What! I Don't Care About Being A Princess! And Since I'm Already A Young Lady, How Else Could I Behave? That's Like Asking A Fish Not To Swim!" ~princess Eilonwy, Daughter Of Angharad, Daughter Of Regat, Of The Royal House Of Llyr

A Shade Of Sorrow Passed Over Taliesin's Face. 'there Are Those,' He Said Gently, 'who Must First Learn Loss, Despair, And Grief. Of All Paths To Wisdom, This Is The Cruelest And Longest. Are You One Who Must Follow Such A Way? This Even I Cannot Know. If You Are, Take Heart Nonetheless. Those Who Reach The End Do More Than Gain Wisdom. As Rough Wool Becomes Cloth, And Crude Clay A Vessel, So Do They Change And Fashion Wisdom For Others, And What They Give Back Is Greater Than What They Won.

No, No," Said Taran Slowly, "it Would Be Folly To Think Of Attacking Them." He Smiled Quickly At Fflewddur. "the Bards Would Sing Of Us," He Admitted, "but We'd Be In No Position To Appreciate It.

-i'm Trying To Make Myself Invisible. -that's An Odd Thing To Attempt.

Do You Not Believe That Animals Know Grief And Fear And Pain? The World Of Men Is Not An Easy One For Them.