-"He loved her...It was noble of him. It was beautiful." -"It was stupid.
Thinking is a bit uncomfortable, but you'll get used to it. A matter of time and practice.
Most of my books have been written in the form of fantasy.
I can't make sense out of that girl," he said to the bard, "Can you?" "Never mind," Fflewddur said, "We aren't really expected to.
No matter what has happened, you're not a pig-boy; you're an Assistant Pig Keeper!
She had no particular breed in mind, no unusual requirements. Except the special sense of mutual recognition that tells dog and human they have both come to the right place.