A Pig Painted Gold Is Still A

And Yet Many Of Us Do It Without Families," Nynaeve Said. "without Love, Without Passion Beyond Our Own Particular Interests. So Even While We Try To Guide The World, We Separate Ourselves From It.we Risk Arrogance, Egwene. We Always Assume We Know Best, But Risk Making Ourselves Unable To Fathom The People We Claim To Serve.

Clutch The Bramble And You Will Be Pricked.

Moiraine: It Seems Ryne Was Wrong As Well As A Darkfriend. You Were Better Than He. Lan: He Was Better. But He Thought I Was Finished, With Only One Arm. He Never Understood. You Surrender After You're Dead.

Does It Make You Brave To Stick Your Hand In A Bear's Mouth? Would You Do It Again Just Because You Didn't Die?

Women," Mat Declared As He Rode Pips Down The Dusty, Little-used Road, "are Like Mules." He Frowned. "wait. No. Goats. Women Are Like Goats. Except Every Flaming One Thinks She's A Horse Instead, And A Prize Racing Mare To Boot. Do You Understand Me, Talmanes?" "pure Poetry, Mat," Talmanes Said, Tamping The Tabac Down Into His Pipe.