Whatever Can Be Done, Can Be Undone.

Thank You," The Young Mother Said Again. "thank You." "the Black Tower Protects," Logain Heard Himself Say. "always." "i Will Send Him To You To Be Tested When He Is Of Age," The Woman Promised, Holding Her Son. "i Would Have Him Join You, If He Has The Talent." The Talent. Not The Curse. The Talent.

If You Ask The Lion To Protect From From Wolves, You Have Only Chosen To End In One Belly Instead Of Another.

In Shinear, A Woman [is] Safe Anywhere, Any Time-except From Trollocs And Myrddraal, Of Course-and Any Man [will] Die To See It So.

Men Always Believe They Are In Control Of Everything Around Them. When They Find Out They Are Not, They Think They Have Failed, Instead Of Learning A Simple Truth Women Already Know.

From The Time An Aiel Boy Becomes A Man He Will Not Sing Anything But Battle Chants, Or Their Dirge For The Slain. I Have Heard Them Singing Over Their Dead, And Over Those They Have Killed. That Song Is One To Make The Stones Weep.