For the deeds of a man, not the words of a prophecy, are what shape his destiny.

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.

Morgant?" Taran asked, turning a puzzled glance to Gwydion. "How can there be honor for such a man?" "It is easy to judge evil unmixed," replied Gwydion. "But, alas, in most of us good and bad are closely woven as the threads on a loom; greater wisdom than mine is needed for the judging.

Are you slow-witted? I'm so sorry for you. It's terrible to be dull and stupid.

Do you not believe that animals know grief and fear and pain? The world of men is not an easy one for them.

...righteousness [is] always more believable when combined with dreariness.

He was a great poet" They lamented. No, he was not a great poet," said Theo, "He was a good poet, he could have been better. That's the real loss don't you see?