Isn't It Odd How The Little Things

Belgarath And Garion Effortlessly Hurdled Over The Driftwood And Loped Off Into The Fog. "it's Going To Be A Wet Day," Garion Noted Soundlessly As He Ran Alongside The Great Silver Wolf. "your Fur Won't Melt." "i Know, But My Paws Get Cold When They're Wet." "i'll Have Durnik Make You Some Little Booties." "that Would Be Absolutely Ridiculous, Grandfather," Garion Said Indignantly.

All I Knew Was That I Would Die If He Sent Me Away. He Shrugged. You Can Cut A Man’s Heart Out With A Shrug, Did You Know That?

When You Get Down To The Bottom Of It, Only About Half Of What We Remember Really Happened. We Tend To Modify Things To Make Ourselves Look Better In Our Own Eyes And In The Eyes Of Others. Then, If What We Did Wasn't Really Very Admirable, We Tend To Forget That It Ever Happened. A Normal Human Being's Grasp On Reality Is Very Tenuous At Best. Our Imaginary Lives Are Usually Much Nicer.

If The General Opinion Is Pessimistic, Fantasy Is Going To Hold Its Own.

I'd Really Like To Go With You, Agachak. Truly I Would...but I Just Can't." "i Don't Understand. Why Not?" "i'm Not Allowed To Leave Home. My Mother'd Punish Me Something Awful If I Did..." "but You're The King." "that Doesn't Change A Thing. I Still Do What Mother Says. She Tells Everybody That I'm The Best Boy Ever When It Comes To That." Agachak Resisted A Powerful Urge To Change This Half-wit Into A Toad Or Perhaps A Jellyfish.