Wise Are You, Indeed... To Know What

Impatience Is A Poor Substitute For A Well-considered Plan.

The First Thing The Boy Garion Remembered Was The Kitchen At Faldor's Farm. For All The Rest Of His Life He Had A Special Warm Feeling For Kitchens And Those Peculiar Sounds And Smells That Seemed Somehow To Combine Into A Bustling Seriousness That Had To Do With Love And Food And Comfort And Security And, Above All, Home. No Matter How High Garion Rose In Life, He Never Forgot That All His Memories Began In That Kitchen.

It's Gaudy, Ugly, And In Terribly Bad Taste. It Does, However, Suit My Personality Almost Perfectly.

Call It My Little Gesture Toward Social Conscience, But I Like To Think I'm Teaching A Certain Number Of People To Read. Now That Sounds Pretentious!

You're A Cynic," Urgit Accused. Silk Shook His Head. "no, Your Majesty. I'm A Realist.