All I Knew Was That I Would

The Old Man Was Peering Intently At The Shelves. 'i'll Have To Admit That He's A Very Competent Scholar.' Isn't He Just A Librarian?' Garion Asked, 'somebody Who Looks After Books?' That's Where All The Rest Of Scholarship Starts, Garion. All The Books In The World Won't Help You If They're Just Piled Up In A Heap.

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

I'm Never Going To Be In Danger Of Getting The Nobel Prize For Literature.

It's Only A Story, Isn't It?"... "who's To Say What's Only A Story And What's Truth Disguised As A Story?

Durnik Needs A Tower Somewhere In The Vale," Belgarath Was Saying. "i Don't See Why, Father," Polgara Replied. "all Of Aldur's Disciples Have Towers, Pol. It's The Custom." "old Customs Persist --even When There's No Longer Any Need For Them." "he's Going To Need To Study, Pol. How Can He Possibly Study With You Underfoot All The Time?" She Gave Him A Long, Chilly Stare. "maybe I Should Rephrase That.