To you, Fell. Can't you feel it? Inside you, as it lies inside all the Lera. Know thyself, wolf.

But of all the animals, man holds the fate of the world in his hands.

Death,' whispered Tarlar, 'you do not fear it, Fell? By water, or any other way?' 'What is to fear?" answered the black wolf. 'If it is an end, then so be it. For there is no pain in that, except the pain left to the living... And if death is not an end, then what more than a wonderful journey.

On his brow a leaf of oaken, Cangeling child shall be his fate. Understanding words strange spoken, Chased by anger, fear, and hate.

I'm frightened of nothing anymore," answered Fell simply, "except lies. For they're the real killers.

...man will try to guard his faith more preciously even than his gold.

Life is wonderful, so revel in its beauty. Be all you can be, and let go of the past. It is nothing but shadows.