If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.

There are nine-and-sixty ways of constructing tribal lays, And every single one of them is right.

When your Daemon is in charge, do not try to think consciously. Drift, wait, and obey.

Funny how the new things are the old things.

A people always ends by resembling its shadow.

A thin grey fog hung over the city, and the streets were very cold; for summer was in England.

'E's all'ot sand an' ginger when alive, An''e's generally shammin' when'e's dead.