I Can Rest When I'm Dead.

Pessimism, She Is A Fond Friend Of Yours, Yes?" - That's Uncalled For. I Barely Know Her. Mere Acquaintances, At Best.

I May Be A Fool, But I Intend To Be A Live Fool.

Run When You Have To, Fight When You Must, Rest When You Can.

And His Paths Shall Be Many, And Who Shall Know His Name, For He Shall Be Beorn Among Us Many Times, In Many Guises, As He Has Been And Ever Will Be, Time Without End. His Coming Shall Be Like The Sharp Edge Of The Plow, Turning Our Lives In Furrows Form Out Of The Places Where We Lie In Our Silence. The Breaker Of Binds; The Forger Of Chains. The Maker Of Futures; The Unshaper Of Destiny. -from Commentaries On The Prophecies Of The Dragon, By Jurith Dorine, Right Hand To The Queen Of Almoren, 742 Ab, The Third Age

On The Heights, All Paths Are Paved With Daggers. -old Seanchan Saying