She Has Given You Something Of Value:

Go Back' Taran Shouted At The Top Of His Voice.'have You Lost Your Wits?' Eilonwy, For It Was She, Half-halted. She Had Tucked Her Plaited Hair Under A Leather Helmet. The Princess Of Llyr Smiled Cheerfully At Him. 'i Understand You're Upset,' She Shouted Back, 'but That's No Cause To Be Rude.' She Galloped On. For A Time, Taran Could Not Believe He Had Really Seen Her.

Evil Cannot Be Conquered By Wishing.

Are You Slow-witted? I'm So Sorry For You. It's Terrible To Be Dull And Stupid.

I Saw Myself. . . In The Time I Watched, I Saw Strength And Frailty, Pride And Vanity, Courage And Fear. Of Wisdom, A Little. Of Folly Much. Of Intentions Many Good Ones; But Many More Left Undone. On This Alas, I Saw Myself A Man Like Any Other. But This Too I Saw . . . Alike As Men May Seem, Each Is Different As Flakes Of Snow, No Two The Same.you Told Me You Had No Need To Seek The Mirror, Knowing You Were Annlaw Clay-shaper. Now I Know Who I Am: Myself And None Other. I Am Taran.

If I Do Find Pride, I'll Not Find It In What I Was Or What I Am, But What I May Become. Not In My Birth, But In Myself.