Wizard's Third Rule Passion Rules Reason, For

Over The Millennia The Seed Of Stories Planted In The Fertile Soil Of Bits And Scraps Of Facts Was Watered By Wishes And Began To Take Root And Grow. Eventually, A Bountiful Fruit Of Rumors Burst Forth, To Be Spread On The Wind Of Whispers That Said We Hid A Fabled Hoard Of Gold. Nothing Could Convince The Believers That It Was Not True. The Truth Does Not Glitter For These People Like Gold Does.

I Love You," She Whispered. Richard Pulled Her Tight Against Him. His Fingers Traced A Trail Down The Bumps Of Her Spine. "i Feel So Frustrated That There Aren't Any Better Words Than "i Love You,"" He Said. "it Doesn't Seem Enough For The Way I Feel About You. I'm Sorry There Aren't Any Better Words To Tell You." "they Are Words Enough For Me." "then, I Love You, Kahlan. A Thousand Times, A Million Times, I Love You. Forever.

No One Ever Goes Into Battle Thinking God Is On The Other Side.

Sometimes, It Is Necessary To Step Beyond What You Have Known And To Reach For Something More.

Wrong Doing Must Be Punished. If Not, It Will Proliferate Until Anarchy Wears The Robes Of Tolerance And Understanding.