The Point Is Not To Look Back,

Evil Conquered?' Said Gwydion. 'you Have Learned Much, But Learn This Last And Hardest Of Lessons. You Have Conquered Only The Enchantments Of Evil. That Was The Easiest Of Your Tasks, Only A Beginning, Not An Ending. Do You Believe Evil Itself To Be So Quickly Overcome? Not So Long As Men Still Hate And Slay Each Other, When Greed And Anger Goad Them. Against These Even A Flaming Sword Cannot Prevail, But Only That Portion Of Good In All Men's Hearts Whose Flame Can Never Be Quenched.

That Is Why Your Sacrifice Was All The More Difficult. You Chose To Be A Hero Not Through Enchantment But Through Your Own Manhood.

Llonio Said Life Was A Net For Luck; To Hevydd The Smith Life Was A Forge; And To Dwyvach The Weaver-woman A Loom. They Spoke Truly, For It Is All Of These. But You,' Taran Said, His Eyes Meeting The Potter's, 'you Have Shown Me Life Is One Thing More. It Is Clay To Be Shaped, As Raw Clay On A Potter's Wheel.

After I Saved Some Money, I Quit Work And Went To A Local College.

Child, Child, Do You Not See? For Each Of Us Comes A Time When We Must Be More Than What We Are.