Impatience Is A Poor Substitute For A

Once You've Decided That Something's Absolutely True, You've Closed Your Mind On It, And A Closed Mind Doesn't Go Anywhere. Question Everything. That's What Education's All About.

...zedar Was Gone...as An Owl, Though, I Was Able To Drift Silently From Tree To Tree Until I Caught Up With Him...he Wasn't Really Hard To Follow, Since He'd Conjured Up A Dim, Greenish Light To See By --and To Hold Off The Boogiemen. Did I Ever Tell You That Zedar's Afraid Of The Dark? That Adds Another Dimension To His Present Situation, Doesn't It? He Was Bundled To The Ears In Furs, And He Was Muttering To Himself As He Floundered Along Through The Snow. Zedar Talks To Himself A Lot. He Always Has. ...i Drifted To A Nearby Tree And Watched Him --owlishly. Sorry. I Couldn't Resist That.

Behold The Drojim Palace," King Urgit Said Extravagantly To Sadi, "the Hereditary Home Of The House Of Urga." "a Most Unusual Structure, You Majesty," Sadi Murmured. "that's A Diplomatic Way To Put It." Urgit Looked Critically At His Palace. "it's Gaudy, Ugly, And In Terribly Bad Taste. It Does, However, Suit My Personality Almost Perfectly.

Events Are Like Horses. Sometimes They Run Away. After They've Run For A While, Though, They'll Start To Walk Again. Then There'll Be A Time To Put Everything Together.

The Real World Out There Isn't Nearly As Nice As Some People Prefer It To Be, So Don't Swallow Everything Your High-born Teachers Tell You Without Takinga Long Hard Look At It Yourselves.