Quotes from Morgan Llywelyn

If you would have peace, genuine peace, you must accept all the aspects of your personality and learn to be comfortable with them.

There is no disgrace in peace. There can never be dishonor in peace.

We're born alone and we die alone, I accept that. But why, God, do we have to be alone in the middle?

Intuition is the voice of the spirit within you.

The one power a man has that cannot be stripped from him is the power to do nothing.

teaching meant for the hands enters most easily through the eyes.

But I once had a friend who was a cat.' 'Cats are for catching rats.' 'You say that because you think like a farmer with a store of grain to protect. But I tell you cats are for cats, just as Dinas said the stars are stars. Their purpose is simply to be, Pelemos. Cats and stars don't belong to us.

The old chieftain's eyes were bleak. "Is that all you have left to offer me from your bag of tricks, druid? Hope?"  "Hope is priceless," Coran assured him.  "Hope is what's left at the bottom of the bag," Hundred Battles said. "Like lint.

Grace O'Malley is a crafty devil.

He had seen lakes and rivers, but Connla had never seen an ocean, and its very size was beyond his comprehension.  "Where does it end?" he asked Blathine.  "It does not end. The ocean is everything. All the land is merely an interruption in the sea."  Her words made no sense; such things could not be possible.

As if it had heard his thoughts, the dolphin said, "You love life, that is why you sought to flee from death to a place where there is no death. If you love life, you must keep worshipping the god of life with your body, which means you must fight to stay alive even when it looks hopeless. Give up, and life will turn its back on you.

How do you strike fire without flint?" Connla wanted to know.  "The sun has no flints," Blathine replied. "Yet each day it brings fire to warm the earth."  Shaking his head ruefully, Connla said, "I see I will get no simple answers from you."  "There are no simple answers!" she chortled. "How quickly you are learning!

I want something for myself, Grania was thinking, staring at her folded and clenched hands.

The power that created me would not have given me such a capacity for feeling pleasure if I weren't meant to use it, Evleen whispered to the man who sat rapt beneath her touch. Your religion wants dominion over our bodies because sex is the one ecstasy they can't control, and they are threatened by any rapture other than that they offer.

I have done what mourning I had to do already; I have no desire to give over more days of my life to satisfy conventions that are not mine. I am of the old religion, Grania; we do not believe in death. And so we do not allow it to triumph over life and twist and torture the living. There is...lifework to be done here.

Elizabeth now calls herself the Supreme Governor of the Church of Ireland - can you believe such a joke? As if God reached down and put his hand on her head, anointing her? A woman? He added this last with special emphasis, as if it were the worst crime charged to Elizabeth Tudor's name.

Hating is easy. It's loving that's hard

happy women get softer and rounder.

I'm Irish!...When I feel well I feel better than anyone, when I am in pain I yell at the top of my lungs, and when I am dead I shall be deader than anybody.

She enjoys rain for its wetness, winter for its cold, summer for its heat. She loves rainbows as much for fading as for their brilliance. It is easy for her, she opens her heart and accepts everything.

He took her into his arms again, using all his strength to be gentle, and let his lips touch hers so lightly he could hardly feel it.

Bodies wear out to remind us they are temporary, and force us to spend more thought on our spirits

We're born alone and we die alone, I accept that. But why, God, do we have to be alone in the middle?

There is a cruelty that lurks in some men's souls which is only released when they have other men in their power.