What Is Already Woven Cannot Be Undone.

Two Days' Hunger Made A Fine Sauce For Anything.

I Will Hate The Man You Choose Because He Isn't Me, And Love Him If He Makes You Smile.

The People Seemed Nearly Ostentatious About Minding Their Own Business.

The End Is Near," Moridin Said. "the Wheel Has Groaned Its Final Rotation, The Clock Has Lost Its Spring, The Serpent Heaves Its Final Gasps.

When You Wish For So Long That You Could Hear Something, And Then Suddenly, With No Warning, You Do, It Is Like A Lightning Strike And Rain On Parched Ground At The Same Time. You're Stunned, But You Cannot Hear Enough.