All I Knew Was That I Would

...i Made Some More Threats. I've Got This Big Knife Back Here." He Poked His Thumb Over His Shoulder. "it Attracts A Lot Of Attention Sometimes.

Durnik Needs A Tower Somewhere In The Vale," Belgarath Was Saying. "i Don't See Why, Father," Polgara Replied. "all Of Aldur's Disciples Have Towers, Pol. It's The Custom." "old Customs Persist --even When There's No Longer Any Need For Them." "he's Going To Need To Study, Pol. How Can He Possibly Study With You Underfoot All The Time?" She Gave Him A Long, Chilly Stare. "maybe I Should Rephrase That.

Wise Are You, Indeed... To Know What Is Not Possible.

Belgarath And Garion Effortlessly Hurdled Over The Driftwood And Loped Off Into The Fog. "it's Going To Be A Wet Day," Garion Noted Soundlessly As He Ran Alongside The Great Silver Wolf. "your Fur Won't Melt." "i Know, But My Paws Get Cold When They're Wet." "i'll Have Durnik Make You Some Little Booties." "that Would Be Absolutely Ridiculous, Grandfather," Garion Said Indignantly.

Belgarath Turned Back To Senji. “all Right,” He Said. “the Sardion Came To Zamad. How?” “it’s Said To Have Fallen Out Of The Sky.” “they Always Do,” Beldin Said. “someday I’d Like To See Something Rise Up Out Of The Earth –just For The Sake Of Variety.