You have made flowers grow where I cultivated dust and stones. Remember this, on this journey you insist on making. If you die, I will not survive you long.

Well, I can admire stubbornness in a man. There is little to a man who's too easily biddable.

When a woman says she will obey you, of her own will, it is time to sleep lightly and watch your back.

As the Wheel of Time turns, places wear many names. Men wear many names, many faces. Different faces, but always the same man. Yet no one knows the Great Pattern the Wheel weaves, or even the Pattern of an Age. We can only watch, and study, and hope.

Sene sovya caba'donde ain dovienya

I'm a gambler, a farmboy, and I'm here to take command of your bloody army!

--Mat Cauthon