Two Hands. One To Destroy, The Other

When You Wish For So Long That You Could Hear Something, And Then Suddenly, With No Warning, You Do, It Is Like A Lightning Strike And Rain On Parched Ground At The Same Time. You're Stunned, But You Cannot Hear Enough.

A Myrddraal Has Less Cunning Than A Woman, And A Trolloc Fights With More Honor. And A Goat Has More Sense.

She’s Not For You, Nor You For Her; At Least, Not In The Way You Both Want.

Caution Once Forgotten Could Be Forgotten Once Too Often.

If Wishes Had Wings, Sheep Would Fly.