There are no boundaries among the geese. How can you have boundaries if you fly? - T. H. White

Kay was older and bigger than the Wart, so that he was bound to win in the end, but he was more nervous and imaginative. He could imagine the effect of each blow that was aimed at him, and this weakened his defense. Wart was only an infuriated hurricane.

Elaine had done the ungraceful thing as usual. Guenever, in similar circumstances, would have been sure to grow pale and interesting — but Elaine had only grown plump.

"The best thing for being sad," replied Merlyn, "is to learn something. That is the only thing that never fails."