The Wheel Of Time Turns, And Ages

You Cannot Please Everyone. You Cannot Soothe Everyone.

A Warder Once Told Me Trollocs Call The Aiel Waste 'the Dying Ground.' I Mean To Make Them Give That Name To The Two Rivers.

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.

A Man Falling Off A Cliff To Certain Death Will Stretch Out A Hand Even To His Worst Enemy.

A Gnarled Old Branch Dulls The Blade That Severs A Sapling.