Sometimes Six And Six Make A Dozen,

Pessimism, She Is A Fond Friend Of Yours, Yes?" - That's Uncalled For. I Barely Know Her. Mere Acquaintances, At Best.

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.

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

Tuon's Eyes Snapped Open, And Despite The Dim Light, She Focused Directly On Mat. She Saw The Knife In His Hand, Ready To Throw. Then She Looked Over Her Shoulder.

Dovie'andi Se Tovya Sagain (it's Time To Roll The Dice) - Matrim Cauthon