`The thief who wrote the way to enter thought that the treasure was there, in the Undertomb. So I looked there, but I had the feeling that it must be better hidden farther on in the maze. I knew the entrance to the Labyrinth, and when I saw you, I went to it, thinking to hide in the maze and search it. That was a mistake, of course. The Nameless Ones had hold of me already, bewildering my mind. And since then I have grown only weaker and stupider. One must not submit to them, one must resist, keep one's spirits always strong and certain. I learned that a long time ago. But it's hard to do, here, where they are so strong. They are not gods, Tenar. But they are stronger than any man.'Ursula K. Le Guin, The Tombs of Atuan, 1971
They were both silent for a long time.
`What else did you find in the treasure chests?' she asked dully.
`Rubbish. Gold, jewels, crowns, swords. Nothing to which any man alive has any claim ...'