Clutch The Bramble And You Will Be

Til Shade Is Gone, Til Water Is Gone Into The Shadow With Teeth Bared Screaming Defiance With The Last Breath To Spit In Sightblinder’s Eye On The Last Day.

You Trouble Me So, Rand Al'thor. Light, Sometimes I Think The Creator Made You Just To Trouble Me.

Tonight You Will Eat Fish. Tomorrow, You May Die.

He Came Like The Wind, Like The Wind Touched Everything, And Like The Wind Was Gone. -from The Dragon Reborn. By Loial, Son Of Arent Son Of Halan, The Fourth Age.

Wounds To The Pride Are Remembered Long After Wounds To The Flesh.