I Loved All The World's Mythologies.

Life's A Forge - Yes, And Hammer And Anvil, Too. You'll Be Roasted, Smelted, And Pounded, And You'll Scarce Know What's Happening To You. But Stand Proudly To It. Metal's Worthless Till It Is Shaped And Tempered. More Labor Than Luck. Face The Pounding, Don't Fear The Proving; And You'll Stand Well Against Any Hammer And Anvil.

A Shade Of Sorrow Passed Over Taliesin's Face. 'there Are Those,' He Said Gently, 'who Must First Learn Loss, Despair, And Grief. Of All Paths To Wisdom, This Is The Cruelest And Longest. Are You One Who Must Follow Such A Way? This Even I Cannot Know. If You Are, Take Heart Nonetheless. Those Who Reach The End Do More Than Gain Wisdom. As Rough Wool Becomes Cloth, And Crude Clay A Vessel, So Do They Change And Fashion Wisdom For Others, And What They Give Back Is Greater Than What They Won.

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.

You Must Know Nothing Before You Can Learn Something, And Be Empty Before You Can Be Filled. Is Not The Emptiness Of The Bowl What Makes It Useful? As For Laws, A Parrot Can Repeat Them Word For Word. Their Spirit Is Something Else Again. As For Governing, One Must First Be Lowest Before Being Highest.

You Know How Chickens Are, Imagining The World Coming To An End One Moment, Then Pecking Corn The Next.