The End Is Near," Moridin Said. "the

We Should Ask Our Commanders..." Elayne Trailed Off. "if There Are Any We Trust Not To Be Under Compulsion." "there's Only One," Mat Said Grimly, Meeting Her Eyes. "and He's Telling You We Are Finished If We Continue As We Have. The Earlier Plan Was A Good Enough One, But After What We Lost Today...elayne, We're Dead Unless We Choose One Place To Stand, Gather Together, And Fight." One Last Toss Of The Dice.

Reading Is Like Breathing. If You Take It Away, First I Become Antsy, Then Violent.

I Always Get What I Want In The End. And I Think I Want...ornamental Ironwork. For The Windows Of My Bedchamber.

Before I Knew What Was Happening, I Had A Fistful Of Spears Around My Neck Like A Collar. I Could Have Shaved Myself With One Sneeze.

Only A Fool Thinks His Enemies Stand Still When He Isn't Looking, My Lord Dragon.