Whatever Can Be Done, Can Be Undone.

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.

May You Shelter In The Palm Of The Creator's Hand, And May The Last Embrace Of The Mother Welcome You Home.

The Only Way Was Forward, Whatever Lay At The End.

She Understood His Eyes, Colder Than Winter's Heart. A Man Who Knew He Was Dead And Couldn't Make Himself Care; You Are Spared That. Mashiara. His Lost Love.

Kill A Man Who Needs Killing, And Sometimes Others Pay For It. The Question Is, Was It Worth Doing It Anyway? There's Always A Balance, You Know. Good And Evil. Light And Shadow. We Would Not Be Human If There Wasn't A Balance.