There's never any reason to trust someone. If there's a reason, then it's not trust. -Terence

Whatever you seize for yourself is worthless. Only what is given you has value.

They've named the well after you." "How did they know my name?" "They don't. They invented one.

The next day brought more visitors. Sarah was eating a simple luncheon with Charis, Ariel, and Guinevere and was experiencing for the first time in her life the pleasure of talking freely with other girls she trusted. It wasn't that they talked about anything of importance. Indeed, most of their conversation was hopelessly trivial- Mordecai would have shaken his head sadly over such frivolity, Sarah reflected with an inward smile. But to talk so openly, and to laugh so unrestrainedly, was somehow far more significant than any single thing that was said.

Brave? Or stupid?" Roger shrugged. "I've never been quite sure where brave stopped and stupid began, myself.

I take it that he is more than just a woodcutter. "No one is just a woodcutter, " replied Terence. "A person's always more than his present occupation.

Very well. I shall try to think like an idiot.