Yes, I'm Alive," Mat Said. "i'm Usually

You Cannot Please Everyone. You Cannot Soothe Everyone.

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

Maybe There Would Be A Tinker City Someday, Too. They Would Buy Up All Of The Colored Dye, And Everyone Else In The World Would Ave To Wear Brown.' -mat

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

You Have To Understand, Child. Everyone Wants Someone In Their Life, Someone Who Cares For Them, Someone They Can Care For. Even A Queen.