To Die With Elation Is A Crappy

The Fate Of All Of Us Here Has Been To Know That We Are Prisoners Of Power. No One Knows Why Us In Particular, But What A Great Fortune!

"dreaming Is The Vehicle That Brings Dreamers To This World," The Emissary Said, "and Everything Sorcerers Know About Dreaming Was Taught To Them By Us. Our World Is Connected To Yours By A Door Called Dreams. We Know How To Go Through That Door, But Men Don't. They Have To Learn It."

A Hunter That Is Worth His Salt Does Not Catch Game Because He Sets His Traps, Or Because He Knows The Hunting Routines Of His Prey, But Because He Himself Has No Routines. This Is His Advantage. He Is Not At All Like The Animals He Is After, Fixed By Heavy Routines And Predictable Quirks; He Is Free, Fluid, Unpredictable

I Too Did Not Want To Take The Path Of A Warrior. I Believed That All That Work Was For Nothing, And Since We Are All Going To Die What Difference Would It Make To Be A Warrior? I Was Wrong. But I Had To Find That Out For Myself. Whenever You Do Realize That You Are Wrong, And That It Certainly Makes A World Of Difference, You Can Say That You Are Convinced. And Then You Can Proceed By Yourself. Any By Yourself You May Even Become A Man Of Knowledge

A Warrior Never Worries About His Fear.