I Taught In A Small Teacher's College

The First Thing The Boy Garion Remembered Was The Kitchen At Faldor's Farm. For All The Rest Of His Life He Had A Special Warm Feeling For Kitchens And Those Peculiar Sounds And Smells That Seemed Somehow To Combine Into A Bustling Seriousness That Had To Do With Love And Food And Comfort And Security And, Above All, Home. No Matter How High Garion Rose In Life, He Never Forgot That All His Memories Began In That Kitchen.

I'm A Storyteller, Not A Prophet. I'm Just Interested In A Good Story.

...only In The Surrender Of The Light Could The Darkness Prevail.

When Love Is Involved No Sacrifice Is Too Great.

...i Know That In Your Heart You Miss All Those Wonderful Moments You Spent With My Father --watching Him Gnaw On The Furniture, Listening To His Insane Gibbering, And Enjoying All Those Playful Blows To The Stomach And Kicks To The Head With Which He Demonstrated His Affection For His Wives. --king Urgit