Speak Not Against Anyone Whose Burden You

I've Been A Schoolteacher. I Always Try To Get The Kids To Finish Talking Before The Next One Starts

And So, Perhaps, The Truth Winds Somewhere Between The Road To Glastonbury, Isle Of The Priests, And The Road To Avalon, Lost Forever In The Mists Of The Summer Sea.

From These Christians Who Came To [avalon] To Escape The Bigotry Of Their Own Kind I Learned Something, At Last, Of The Nazarene, The Carpenter's Son Who Had Attained Godhead In His Own Life And Preached A Rule Of Tolerance; And So I Came To See That My Quarrel Was Never With The Christ, But With His Foolish And Narrow Priests Who Mistook Their Own Narrowness For His.

Morgaine Laughed And Mocked, But When It Was A Real Trouble, No One Could Be Kinder.

I Have Neither Talent Or Taste For Kingship, Cousin. I Am A Warrior, And To Dwell Always In One Place And Live At Court Would Weary Me To Death!