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A Friend Of Ours Has A Hobby Doing Genealogy, And We Found Out That We Were Cousins In The Ninth Degree, That We Had A Common Ancestor On The Mayflower.

From These Christians Who Came To [avalon] To Escape The Bigotry Of Their Own Kind I Learned Something, At Last, Of The Nazarene, The Carpenter's Son Who Had Attained Godhead In His Own Life And Preached A Rule Of Tolerance; And So I Came To See That My Quarrel Was Never With The Christ, But With His Foolish And Narrow Priests Who Mistook Their Own Narrowness For His.

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

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.

Speak Not Against Anyone Whose Burden You Have Not Weighed Yourself.