Brother Cadfael Knew Better Than

The Mountains Of Today Are The Molehills Of Tomorrow.

Even A Saint May Take Pleasure, In Retrospect, In Having Been Once Desired

Life Goes Not In A Straight Line, Lad, But In A Circle. The First Half We Spend Venturing As Far As The World's End From Home And Kin And Stillness, And The Latter Half Brings Us Back, By Roundabout Ways But Surely, To That State From Which We Set Out.

Bitter Though It May Be To Many, Cadfael Concluded, There Is No Substitute For Truth, In This Or Any Case.

As Roads Go, The Road Home Is As Good As Any.