As He Did So, A Wind Rose

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

Loial, Son Of Arent, Son Of Halen, Had Secretly Always Wanted To Be Hasty.

You Trouble Me So, Rand Al'thor. Light, Sometimes I Think The Creator Made You Just To Trouble Me.

You Ride To Battle?" Karede Asked. "i Was Thinking More Of A Saunter," Mat Said. He Shook His Head. "i Need A Feel For What Demandred Is Doing...i'm Going Out There, Karede, And Putting You Fellows Between Me And The Trollocs Sounds Delightful. Are You Coming?

Does It Make You Brave To Stick Your Hand In A Bear's Mouth? Would You Do It Again Just Because You Didn't Die?