A Jealous Wife Is Like A Hornets'

Tonight You Will Eat Fish. Tomorrow, You May Die.

The Leaf Lives Its Appointed Time, And Does Not Struggle Against The Wind That Carries It Away. The Leaf Does No Harm, And Finally Falls To Nourish New Leaves. So It Should Be With All Men And Women.

How Long Had He Been Doing What Was Necessary Instead Of What Was Right? In A Fair World They Would Be One And The Same.

I Grew Up Around Strong Women; Weak Men Were Pickled And Salted. The Women Wouldn't Waste Time Raising A Weak Boy.

A Warder Once Told Me Trollocs Call The Aiel Waste 'the Dying Ground.' I Mean To Make Them Give That Name To The Two Rivers.