Take What You Want, And Pay For

A Cat For A Hat, Or A Hat For A Cat. But Nothing For Nothing.

Demandred Blocked Lan's Attack But He Breathed Hoarsely. "who Are You?" Demandred Whispered Again. "no One Of This Age Has Such Skill. Asmodean? No, No. He Couldn't Have Fought Me Like This. Lews Therin? It Is You Behind That Face, Isn't It?" "i Am Just A Man," Lan Whispered. "that Is All I Have Ever Been.

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

You Have To Have Talent To Some Extent - I Certainly Hope I Have Talent - But You Have To Have Luck As Well. Once You Get That First Shot, That Will Get You Noticed For The Rest Of Your Books And That Will Give The Rest Of Your Books A Better Chance.

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