“Trees are silent guards, they are the listeners and they hold knowledge mankind has long forgotten.” - The Wolf and The Druidess”

“Only the mountain has lived long enough to listen objectively to the howl of the wolf.”

“That is the nature of the obscene: a truth so honest it must be guarded, for it holds a revelation of purity that is deadly to mankind.”

“And as a single leaf turns not yellow but with the silent knowledge of the whole tree.”

“Listen to no one's advice except that of the wind in the trees. That can recount the whole history of mankind...”

“There is always a moment when stories end, a moment when everything is blue and black and silent, and the teller does not want to believe it is over, and the listener does not, and so they both hold their breath and hope fervently as pilgrims that it is not over, that there are more tales to come, more and more, fitted together like a long chain coiled in the hand. They hold their breath; the trees hold theirs, the air and the ice and the wood and the Gate. But no breath can be held forever, and all tales end.”