If Life Is A Loom, The Pattern

Morgant?" Taran Asked, Turning A Puzzled Glance To Gwydion. "how Can There Be Honor For Such A Man?" "it Is Easy To Judge Evil Unmixed," Replied Gwydion. "but, Alas, In Most Of Us Good And Bad Are Closely Woven As The Threads On A Loom; Greater Wisdom Than Mine Is Needed For The Judging.

Evil Cannot Be Conquered By Wishing.

What Seems To Be Love Beyond Any Question Is Usually A Simple Case Of Indigestion.

Eventually, I Was Sent To Wales And Germany, And After The War, To Paris.

If I Fret Over Tomorrow, I'll Have Little Joy Today.