The Best Lie Is Often One Too

You Didn't Listen To Me," Lan Whispered. One Last Lesson. The Hardest. Demandred Struck, And Lan Saw His Opening. Lan Lunged Forward Placing Demandred's Sword Point Against His Own Side And Ramming Himself Forward Onto It. "i Did Not Come Here To Win," Lan Whispered, Smiling. "i Came Here To Kill You. Death Is Lighter Than A Feather." Demandred's Eyes Opened Wide, And He Tried To Pull Back. Too Late. Lan's Sword Took Him Straight Though The Throat.

Run When You Have To, Fight When You Must, Rest When You Can.

A Shoat Squealing Under A Fence Just Attracts The Fox, When It Should Be Trying To Run.

To Fight The Raven You May Make Alliance With The Serpent Until The Battle Is Done.

Juilin," She Asked Hesitantly, "what Were You Going To Do With The Salt And Cooking Oil? Not Exactly," She Added More Quickly. "just A General Idea." He Looked At Her For A Moment. "i Do Not Know. But They Did Not, Either. That Is The Trick Of It; Their Minds Made Up Worse Then I Ever Could. I Have Seen A Tough Man Break When I Sent For A Basket Of Figs And Some Mice.