Only A Battle Lost Is Sadder Than

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.

As My Lord Says, My Lord's Leg Is Not A Side Of Beef. Thank You, My Lord, For Instructing Me.

The Light Willing, We Will See One Another Again," Rand Said. He Held Out His Hand To Perrin. "watch Out For Mat. I'm Honestly Not Sure What He's Going To Do, But I Have A Feeling It Will Be Highly Dangerous For All Involved." "not Like Us," Perrin Said, Clasping Rand's Forearm. "you And I, We're Much Better At Keeping To The Safe Paths.

Demandred Blocked Lan's Attack But He Breathed Hoarsely. "who Are You?" Demandred Whispered Again. "no One Of This Age Has Such Skill. Asmodean? No, No. He Couldn't Have Fought Me Like This. Lews Therin? It Is You Behind That Face, Isn't It?" "i Am Just A Man," Lan Whispered. "that Is All I Have Ever Been.

Men Always Seem To Refuse To Admit They Are Sick Until They're Sick Enough To Make Twice As Much Work For Women. Then They Claim They're Well Too Soon, With The Same Result.