In truth, the law of prophecy doth contradict the likelihoods, most strangely making the difficult easy, and the easy difficult." It was a wise head.

A peasant's cap was no safe disguise for it; you could know it for a king's under a diving-bell, if you could hear it work its intellect.
I had a new trade now, and plenty of business in it.

The king was as hungry to find out everything that was going to happen during the next thirteen centuries as if he were expecting to live in them.

From that time out, I prophesied myself bald-headed trying to supply the demand.

I have done some indiscreet things in my day, but this thing of playing myself for a prophet was the worst.