Trust Is As Slippery As A Basket

What Is Already Woven Cannot Be Undone. It Will Not Make The Trees Grow Again For You To Bring The Building Down On Our Heads.

Rand Al'thor Is A Mule-headed, Stone-willed Fool Of A...a...a Man!

A Spoonful Of Hope And A Cup Of Despair

Any Day You Wake Up, Maybe You Die.

The Wheel Of Time Turns, And Ages Come And Pass. What Was, What Will Be, And What Is, May Yet Fall Under The Shadow.