My father always used to tell one of his dreams, because it somehow seemed of a piece with what was to follow. He believed that it was a consequence of the thing's presence in the next room. My father...
These marvels were great and comfortable ones, but in the old England there was a greater still. The weather behaved itself.In the spring all the little flowers came out obediently in the meads, and t...
Who said that? asked Sir Grummore.
It is only the people who are lacking, or bad, or inferior, who have to be good at things.
Snylrem stnemilpmoc ot enutpen dna lliw eh yldnik tpecca siht yob sa a hsif?
A lot of brainless unicorns swaggering about and calling themselves educated just because they can push each other off a horse with a bit of a stick! It makes me tired.
It is only people who are lacking, or bad, or inferior, who have to be good at things. You have always been full and perfect, so you had nothing to make up for.
It was at the outskirts of the world that the Old Things accumulated, like driftwood round the edges of the sea. (The Troll)
Even his conversation was, as it were, a spoken part.
It was Christmas night in the Castle of the Forest Sauvage, and all around length. It hung on the boughs of the forest trees in rounded lumps, even better than apple-blossom, and occasionally slid off...
The only way I can keep clear of force is by justice. Far from being willing to execute his enemies, a real king must be willing to execute his friends.
On the raptors kept for falconry:They talk every night, deep into the darkness. They say about how they were taken, about what they can remember about their homes, about their lineage and the great de...
Pets are almost always fatal, to oneself or to them. It is the curse of possession or motherhood. Mothers ruin their children, choke them like ivy. Dog-lovers steal the souls of their dogs and lose so...
People will do the basest things on account of their so-called honor.
It is a pity that there are no big creatures to prey on humanity. If there were enough dragons and rocs, perhaps mankind would turn its might against them. Unfortunately man is preyed upon by microbes...
It has to be admitted that starving nations never seem to be quite so starving that they cannot afford to have far more expensive armaments than anybody else.
There are no boundaries among the geese. How can you have boundaries if you fly?
Kings can only use their best tools.
If people reach perfection they vanish, you know.
I would recommend a solo flight to all prospective suicides. It tends to make clear the issue of whether one enjoys being alive or not.