However you look at it, in these books "power" tends to be an expression of the essential nature of the person or being whose power it is. On those occasions when we've seen Lord Foul act directly, he seems to exert the withering force of pure scorn. IMHO, that's pretty intense.

We need metaphors of magic and monsters in order to understand the human condition.

Part of him wanted to weep... but his purpose was rigid within him. He felt he could not bend to gentleness without breaking.

However you look at it, in these books "power" tends to be an expression of the essential nature of the person or being whose power it is. On those occasions when we've seen Lord Foul act directly, he seems to exert the withering force of pure scorn. IMHO, that's pretty intense.

Joy is in the ears that hear.

Futility is the defining characteristic of life.

Everything dies, from the smallest blade of grass to the biggest galaxy.