Hammer The Iron That Lies On Your

In Shinear, A Woman [is] Safe Anywhere, Any Time-except From Trollocs And Myrddraal, Of Course-and Any Man [will] Die To See It So.

You Have Made A Place In My Heart Where I Thought There Was No Room For Anything Else. You Have Made Flowers Grow Where I Cultivated Dust And Stones. Remember This, On This Journey You Insist On Making. If You Die, I Will Not Survive You Long.

Belief And Order Give Strength. Have To Clear Rubble Before You Can Build.

If Wishes Were Wings, Pigs Would Fly.

Maybe There Would Be A Tinker City Someday, Too. They Would Buy Up All Of The Colored Dye, And Everyone Else In The World Would Ave To Wear Brown.' -mat