At the end of knowledge, wisdom begins, and at the end of wisdom, there is not grief...but hope

After seven years of writing - and working many jobs to support my family - I finally got published.

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.

Paradoxically, in fantasy for young people I was able to express my own deepest feelings and attitudes more than I had ever done in writing for adults.

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

He will not succeed in this," Taran said. "Somehow, we must find a way to escape. We dare not lose hope." "I agree absolutely," Fflewddur answered. "Your general idea is excellent; it's only the details that are lacking.

Count the deed, not the thought.