I Never Thought That I Was Very

Some Knowledge And Some Song And Some Beauty Must Be Kept For Those Days Before The World Again Plunges Into Darkness.

Arthur, Their Young King, Like A Hero Out Of Legend.

The Older I Grow The More I Become Certain That It Makes No Difference What Words We Use To Tell The Same Truths.

Magic Is A Matter Of Focusing The Disciplined Will. But Sometimes The Will Must Be Abandoned. The Secret Lies In Knowing When To Exercise Control, And When To Let Go.

There Is No Such Thing As A True Tale. Truth Has Many Faces And The Truth Is Like To The Old Road To Avalon; It Depends On Your Own Will, And Your Own Thoughts, Whither The Road Will Take You.