Garion Started Shaving. "try To

Misty Sendaria," Silk Said Ironically. "sometimes I'm Amazed That The Entire Kingdom Doesn't Rust Shut.

Belgarath And Garion Effortlessly Hurdled Over The Driftwood And Loped Off Into The Fog. "it's Going To Be A Wet Day," Garion Noted Soundlessly As He Ran Alongside The Great Silver Wolf. "your Fur Won't Melt." "i Know, But My Paws Get Cold When They're Wet." "i'll Have Durnik Make You Some Little Booties." "that Would Be Absolutely Ridiculous, Grandfather," Garion Said Indignantly.

One Of The Less Attractive Aspects Of Human Nature Is Our Tendency To Hate The People We Haven't Treated Very Well; It's Much Easier Than Accepting Guilt. If We Can Convince Ourselves That The People We Betrayed Or Enslaved Were Subhuman Monsters In The First Place, Then Our Guilt Isn't Nearly So Black As We Secretly Know That It Is. Humans Are Very, Very Good At Shifting Blame And Avoiding Guilt.

Will You Never Grow Up?" "i Doubt It, And I Certainly Hope Not.

I'm A Storyteller, Not A Prophet. I'm Just Interested In A Good Story.