If we knew as much about heaven as God does, we would clap our hands every time a Christian dies.
Indeed, the more we find to love, the more we add to the measure of our hearts.
He will not succeed in this," Taran said. "Somehow, we must find a way to escape. We dare not lose hope. " "I agree absolutely," Fflewddur answered. "Your general idea is excellent; it's only the details that are lacking.
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.
She has given you something of value: the truth in her heart.
If a storyteller worried about the facts - my dear Lucian, how could he ever get at the truth?
Any fool can tell a story. Take a few odds and ends of things that happen to you, dress them up, shuffle them about, add a dash of excitement, a little color, and there you have it.
Following instructions is overrated.
From the preponderance of talent, we may always infer the soundness and vigour of the commonwealth; but from the preponderance of riches, its dotage and degeneration.
If you focus only on yourself and neglect others, you will lose; but you will gain if you value others as much as you cherish yourself.
A lot of people have been overexposed. Where people are fed up. I pray that that never happens with me.