I'm Truly Amazed At You, Garion," Polgara

...zedar Was Gone...as An Owl, Though, I Was Able To Drift Silently From Tree To Tree Until I Caught Up With Him...he Wasn't Really Hard To Follow, Since He'd Conjured Up A Dim, Greenish Light To See By --and To Hold Off The Boogiemen. Did I Ever Tell You That Zedar's Afraid Of The Dark? That Adds Another Dimension To His Present Situation, Doesn't It? He Was Bundled To The Ears In Furs, And He Was Muttering To Himself As He Floundered Along Through The Snow. Zedar Talks To Himself A Lot. He Always Has. ...i Drifted To A Nearby Tree And Watched Him --owlishly. Sorry. I Couldn't Resist That.

My Lord, I Find Thy Face Apelike And Thy Form Misshapen. Thy Beard, Moreover, Is An Offense Against Decency, Resembling More Closely The Scabrous Fir Which Doth Decorate The Hinder Portion Of A Mongrel Dog Than A Proper Adornement For A Human Face. Is It Possible That Thy Mother, Seized By Some Wild Lechery, Did Dally At Some Time Past With A Randy Goat? -mandorallen

Nothing That Ever Happens Is So Unimportant That It Doesn't Change Things.

I Didn't Particularly Feel Like Being Arrested, So I Argued With The Soldiers A Bit. Several Of Them Died During The Argument - Those Things Happen Once In A While. Unfortunately, One Of The Casualties Was Taur Urgas' Oldest Son. The King Of The Murgos Took It Personally. He's Very Narrow-minded Sometimes. - Silk

The Notion That Any One Person Can Describe 'what Really Happened' Is An Absurdity. If Ten - Or A Hundred - People Witness An Event, There Will Be Ten - Or A Hundred - Different Versions Of What Took Place. What We See And How We Interpret It Depends Entirely Upon Our Individual Past Experience.