Pride Fills Me. I Am Sick With

Almost Dead Yesterday, Maybe Dead Tomorrow, But Alive, Gloriously Alive, Today. -- Mat Cauthon

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?

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.

If Your Enemy Offers You Two Targets, Strike At A Third.

Caution Once Forgotten Could Be Forgotten Once Too Often.