Belief And Order Give Strength. Have To

Moiraine: It Seems Ryne Was Wrong As Well As A Darkfriend. You Were Better Than He. Lan: He Was Better. But He Thought I Was Finished, With Only One Arm. He Never Understood. You Surrender After You're Dead.

Storms Rumble Beyond The Horizon, And The Fires Of Heaven Purge The Earth. There Is No Salvation Without Destruction, No Hope This Side Of Death.

Duty Is Heavier Than A Mountain, Dai Shan.' That Time, Lan Did Flinch. How Long Had It Been Since Someone Had Been Able To Do That To Him With Mere Words? He Remembered Teaching That Same Concept To A Youth Out Of The Two Rivers. A Sheepherder, Innocent Of The World, Fearful Of The Fate Laid Out Before Him By The Pattern.

Browns Seek Knowledge, Blues Meddle In Causes, And Whites Consider The Questions Of Truth With Implacable Logic. We All Do Some Of It All, Of Course. But To Be Green Means To Stand Ready. In The Trolloc Wars, We Were Often Called The Battle Ajah. All Aes Sedai Helped Where And When They Could, But The Green Ajah Alone Was Always With The Armies, In Almost Every Battle. We Were The Counter To The Dreadlords. The Battle Ajah. And Now We Stand Ready, For The Trollocs To Come South Again, For Tarmon Gai'don. The Last Battle. We Will Be There. That Is What It Means To Be Green. -alanna

Thank You," The Young Mother Said Again. "thank You." "the Black Tower Protects," Logain Heard Himself Say. "always." "i Will Send Him To You To Be Tested When He Is Of Age," The Woman Promised, Holding Her Son. "i Would Have Him Join You, If He Has The Talent." The Talent. Not The Curse. The Talent.