Any fool can tell a story. Take a few odds and ends of things that happen to you, dress them up, shuffle them about, add a dash of excitement, a little color, and there you have it.
Fantasy is hardly an escape from reality. It's a way of understanding it.
Count the deed, not the thought.
And thus did an Assistant Pig-Keeper become High King of Prydain.
We hold each other's lives in our open hands, not in clenched fists.
No, no," said Taran slowly, "It would be folly to think of attacking them." He smiled quickly at Fflewddur. "The bards would sing of us," he admitted, "but we'd be in no position to appreciate it.