And We Will Cause It To Be

If Death Is Truly A Curse,' Spock Said, As Soberly As Some Power Pronouncing A Hundred Years Of Sleep, But With A Glint Of Private, Serene Humor In His Eyes. 'there Is Little Logic In Condemning Something One Has Not Experienced...or Does Not Remember Experiencing.

Reading One Book Is Like Eating One Potato Chip.

Belief Made No Difference To The Truth.

The City Breathing, Burning, Living The Life Thy Had Preserved. Ten Million Lives And More. If Something Should Happen To All That Life - How Terrible! Nita Gulped For Control As She Remembered Fred's Word Of Just This Morning, An Eternity Ago. And This Was What Being A Wizard Was About. Keeping Terrible Things From Happening, Even When It Hurts. Not Just Power, Or Control Of What Ordinary People Couldn't Control, Or Delight In Being Able To Make Strange Things Happen. Those Were The Side Effects - Not The Reason, The Purpose.

But Even In Your World It’s A Byword. Men Will Fight Bravely And Be Heroes, But For Last-ditch Defense Against Any Odds… Get A Mother.