Writing has got to be some of the hardest work I know.

Inconvient things are always remembered.

My family pleaded with me to forget literature and do something sensible, such as find some sort of useful work.

Do you not believe that animals know grief and fear and pain? The world of men is not an easy one for them.

Talented people are finding that writing for young people is as demanding of high quality as writing for adults.

I first wrote for adults, but when I started writing for young people, it was the most creative and liberating experience of my life. I was able to express my own deepest feelings far more than I ever could when writing for adults.

My imagination can do whatever it wants to do. This gives me a great sense of freedom.

The only thing a cat worries about is what's happening right now. As we tell the kittens, you can only wash one paw at a time.

I decided that adventure was the best way to learn about writing.

I only suggest to you: Will you dwell on killing this man? You wish for revenge? If you do, he has already killed you by slow poison. So, let it go. Why waste your time? His life will see to his death.

Is there worse evil than that which goes in the mask of good?

It is harsh enough for each man to bear his own wound. But he who leads bears the wounds of all who follow him.

I didn't know if I'd be good with children. Actually talking with them, I mean. But I am good with them.

Forgive me....I called you an idiot. I spoke too hastily. You are not. Had I given it more thought, I would have called you a scoundrel.

The muse in charge of fantasy wears good, sensible shoes.

Don't pout that way, my child, you'll give yourself a blister.

For Wayfarers still journeying, for Wanderers at rest.

But it's very thoughtful of you to say that. It shows a kind heart, and I think that's so much more important than being clever.

True kinship has naught to do with blood ties, however strong they be. I think we are all kin, brothers and sisters one to the other, all children of all parents.

Classical heroes are usually much larger than life. They're not quite human beings. They're somehow larger than human scale.

Well," said Eilonwy, "you can't blame Rhun for being born. I mean, you could, but that wouldn't help matters. It's like kicking a rock with your bare foot.

Children's books are written to be read, adult books are written to be talked about at cocktail parties.

But, alas, in most of us good and bad are closely woven as the threads on a loom; greater wisdom than mine is needed for the judging.

Just because you've seen something doesn't mean you'll stop looking. There's always something you didn't see before.

If writers learn more from their books than do readers, perhaps I may have begun to learn.

Llonio said life was a net for luck; to Hevydd the Smith life was a forge; and to Dwyvach the Weaver-Woman a loom. They spoke truly, for it is all of these. But you,' Taran said, his eyes meeting the potter's, 'you have shown me life is one thing more. It is clay to be shaped, as raw clay on a potter's wheel.

Most of my books have been written in the form of fantasy.

And so shall honor Morgant," Gwydion said, "for what he used to be, and Ellidyr Prince of Pen-Llarcau for what he became.

A man's life weighs more then glory, and a price paid in blood is a heavy reckoning.

Don't frown so, you'll look old before your time.

You have a point," said Fronto, "and even a poet must occasionally bow to logic.

All that writers can do is keep trying to say what is deepest in their hearts.

I'm impossible when a book is taking shape. Well, actually, I'm despicable.

Life's a forge! Yes, and hammer and anvil, too! You'll be roasted, smelted, and pounded, and you'll

Every living thing deserves our respect... be it humble or proud, ugly or beautiful.

As a boy, he had dreamed of taking a man's place among men; and, as a boy, had deemed himself well fit to do so. Now, amid the grizzled, battle-wise warriors, his strength seemed feeble, his knowledge clouded.

Had I done it sooner, perhaps he might have lived. He was a man of courage and good heart, a proud man. Now he is dead. I saved the signal to use in a worthy cause, and when I found one it was wasted.

I never have found out all I want to know about writing and realize I never will.

Who but lovers dream alike?

Ah, Princess," Dallben said, with a furrowed smile, "a crown is more discomfort than adornment. If you have learned that, you have already learned much.

I can't imagine why knowledge, truth and love should be so much of a secret.

On the level of high art, in their common efforts to express human truths, relationships, attitudes, and personal visions, children's literature and adult literature meet and sometimes merge, and we wonder then whether a given work is truly for children or truly for grown-ups. The answer, of course, is: for both.

Adaon smiled gravely. Is there not glory enough in living the days given to us? You should know there is adventure in simply being among those we love and the things we love, and beauty, too.

Righteousness [is] always more believable when combined with dreariness.

When imagination fails, compassion and humaneness dwindle and atrophy along with it. Unleavened by imagination, the variety and richness of life turn into flat abstractions; people become objects to be manipulated -- with the social consequences we know all too well.

After high school, I worked as a messenger boy at a local bank. I was miserable. I felt like Robin Hood chained in the Sheriff of Nottingham's dungeon. As a would-be writer, I thought it was a catastrophe. As a bank employee, I could barely add or subtract and had to count on my fingers.

Heroes are people who think more of others than themselves. This is not to say that they don't think of themselves. They do. They certainly do. But they think of others more.

I can't say I'm unhappy about it,' added the bard, 'I get along well enough with mice, and I've always been found of birds, but when you put the two together I'd just as soon avoid them.

Until the thirst for power parched his throat, he was a fearless and noble lord.