“How do you explain plastic to a medieval forest bard?”

“Once I discovered Robin Hood and the medieval poem “Sir Gawain and the Green Knight,” I realized that I felt a very deep calling to the Wild forest, the deep forest, the Wood that holds the Deep Mysteries and where the Wild Hunt is run....”

“How do you explain to yourself the casual manner in which you threw your life away?”

“How do you explain to a nonreader that books aren't just things but treasured friends? Companions?”

“O black and unknown bards of long ago, How came your lips to touch the sacred fire?”

“This is the only period in all human history when people were proud of being modern. For though to-day is always to-day and the moment is always modern, we are the only men in all history who fell back upon bragging about the mere fact that to-day is not yesterday. I fear that some in the future will explain it by saying that we had precious little else to brag about. For, whatever the medieval faults, they went with one merit. Medieval people never worried about being medieval; and modern people do worry horribly about being modern.”