Everything Dies. That is the law of life-the bitter unchangeable law

know that without night there is no day; without lies, no truth;without despair,no hope. Beware above all of hate, but call to its opposite too. For all things have an opposite and, if you choose it, with will and care, you may turn one thing into its reflection.

That story placed man above the animals, until man's fall at Eve's hand, and linked humans to God himself, fashioned in his image. But now the black wolf was telling the girl a grave secret. That man was an animal too.

But life is not a legend or a story. Reality is far more precious than a story.

Christians believe that God came amongst us as a man, do they not? Yet the Muselmen say he was only a prophet, and that God has no name...We fight and kill each other so readily, yet if I had been born in the East, would I not believe the stories they believe, and if they had been born here, would they not be Christians?

I must try to remember that a boy's heart is not a man's, and perhaps a teacher must learn from his pupil, too, eh?

Now go away, or I'll get my friends the Bats to bite you.