The Amyrlin Seat Has Fallen," A Nearby

He Is Born Again! I Feel Him! The Dragon Takes His First Breath On The Slope Of Dragonmount! He Is Coming! He Is Coming! Light Help Us! Light Help The World! He Lies In The Snow And Cries Like The Thunder! He Burns Like The Sun!

The Only Man Completely At Peace Is A Man Without A Navel.

Why Didn't You Guess This Would Happen?" Elayne Demanded. He Looked At Her, Expressionless. One Side Of His Mouth Twitched Up, Then He Pulled His Hat Down, Shading His Eyepatch. "light," Elayne Said. "you Knew. You Spent This Whole Week Planning With Us, And You Knew The Entire Time You'd Throw It Out With The Dishwater.

When The Honey's Out Of The Comb, There's No Putting It Back.

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.