I Loved All The World's Mythologies.

Count The Deed, Not The Thought.

My Concern Is How We Learn To Be Genuine Human Beings.

Life's A Forge - Yes, And Hammer And Anvil, Too. You'll Be Roasted, Smelted, And Pounded, And You'll Scarce Know What's Happening To You. But Stand Proudly To It. Metal's Worthless Till It Is Shaped And Tempered. More Labor Than Luck. Face The Pounding, Don't Fear The Proving; And You'll Stand Well Against Any Hammer And Anvil.

She Has Given You Something Of Value: The Truth In Her Heart.

No, No," Said Taran Slowly, "it Would Be Folly To Think Of Attacking Them." He Smiled Quickly At Fflewddur. "the Bards Would Sing Of Us," He Admitted, "but We'd Be In No Position To Appreciate It.