Robert Holdstock

Skills used unselfishly make for cooperation.

“I really didn’t mean to steal it.”

Mr. Williams shook his head. He scratched at his chin nervously. “Why not? That’s what they’re there for. Tunes belong to everybody. So do stories.”

When so much is lost in the dark of time there must be a myth to glorify that lost knowledge.

All things are known, but most things are forgotten. It takes a special magic to remember them.