Picked The Silver Stallion up at random and carried on on-and-off, for many years, from there.

He's a very specific taste, and even if you like him, in my experience he's remarkably hit-and-miss. I can't imagine sitting down for a multi-book orgy of Cabelliana: it would be like sitting down to a multi-course meal of exotic and obscure fruits, varying pungent-tasting lettuceoids with tart dressings, and random Mystery Meats, with no other axes of diversity whatsoever.

I remain considerably fond of him.