"So. Which of our troubles torments you most this evening?" Althea surrendered. "They all nip at my heels like a pack of yapping feists, ship. I don't know which to worry about first." The figurehead gave a snort of disdain. "Then kick them away as if they were truly a pack of curs and fix your gaze instead on your destiny." ... "Don't think about the obstacles" ... The ship spoke in a low, soft voice. "Long or short, if you worry about every step of a journey, you will divide it endlessly into pieces, any one of which may defeat you. Look only to the end." "I think we will succeed only if we prepare ourselves," Althea objected. Paragon shook his head. "Teach yourself to believe you will succeed. ... Be now what you must be to succeed at the end of your journey, and when the end comes, you will find it is just another beginning." Althea sighed. "Now you sound like Amber," she complained. "No." He contradicted her flatly. "Now I sound like myself. The self I put aside and hid, the self I intended to be again someday, when I was ready. I have stopped intending. I am, now." p. 86: Paragon to Althea"