Take Your Love And Your Pleasure As

"a Man Inferior With The Blade Or With His Thoughts Can Still So Elevate Himself," Entreri Explained Curtly, "if He Can Impart The Belief That Some God Or Other Speaks Through Him. It Is The Greatest Deception In All The World And One Embraced By Kings And Lords, While The Minor Lying Thieves On The Streets Or Calimport And Other Cities Lose Their Tongues For So Attempting To Coax The Purses Of Others."

Farewell Is Said By The Living, In Life, Every Day. It Is Said With Love And Friendship, With The Affirmation That The Memories Are Lasting If The Flesh Is Not.

I Need No Fantasies To Belittle The Great Treasures That I Already Possess.

But Love, Honest Love, Requires Empathy. It Is A Sharing—of Joy, Of Pain, Of Laughter, And Of Tears. Honest Love Makes One’s Soul A Reflection Of The Partner’s Moods. And As A Room Seems Larger When It Is Lined With Mirrors, So Do The Joys Become Amplified. And As The Individual Items Within The Mirrored Room Seem Less Acute, So Does Pain Diminish And Fade, Stretched Thin By The Sharing. That Is The Beauty Of Love, Whether In Passion Or Friendship. A Sharing That Multiplies The Joys And Thins The Pains.

There Is One Other Error In The Gondsman's Line Of Resoning, I Believe, On Ap Urely Emotional Level. If Machines Replace Achievement, Then To What Will People Aspire? And Who Are We, Truly, Without Such Goals? Beware The Engineers Of Society, I Say, Who Would Make Everyone In All The World Equal. Opportunity Should Be Equal, Must Be Equal, But Achievement Must Remain Individual.