Bound by the Oath against lying, Aes Sedai had carried the halftruth, the quarter-truth and the implication to arts.

Kneel and swear to the Lord Dragon, or you will be knelt.

Why didn't you guess this would happen?" Elayne demanded. He looked at her, expressionless. One side of his mouth twitched up, then he pulled his hat down, shading his eyepatch. "Light," Elayne said. "You knew. You spent this whole week planning with us, and you knew the entire time you'd throw it out with the dishwater.

Perrin, my father says a general can take care of the living or weep for the dead, but he cannot do both.

Pessimism, she is a fond friend of yours, yes?" - That's uncalled for. I barely know her. Mere acquaintances, at best.

I'm not certain that I draw from any one culture more than others. Many myths and legends of many different cultures are really the same story when you get to the heart of it. They are often cultural cautionary tales about how we should behave and how we should live.

A spoonful of hope and a cup of despair