That we can never know," answered the wolf angrily. "That's for the future. But what we can know is the importance of what we owe to the present. Here and now, and nowhere else. For nothing else exists, except in our minds. What we owe to ourselves, and to those we're bound to. And we can at least hope to make a better future, for everything.

The deer hovered by the trees beyond as the sounds of the ravening wolves came to them across the grass, their own senses almost frozen in impotent horror.

Why that was the stars, my little ones,' growled Kar, lifting his proud eyes to the endless heavens. 'For in the beginning, there was light.

You are not evil, Fell. You have just been robbed of love. Of light.

Men have always hated the wolf.""Why?" said the boy indignantly, suddenly looking very unhappy indeed."Maybe because they see something in the wolf that they hate and fear in themselves. Maybe because wolves take their sheep and goats, as if we shouldn't all share life's bounty.

Freedom without responsibility? What freedom is that? None at all.

Everything Dies. That is the law of life-the bitter unchangeable law