We all make our limits, and we set them further out than we have any right.
The only way was forward, whatever lay at the end.
Sometimes six and six make a dozen, and sometimes they make a mess
Time to toss the dice
If any of these women had been here instead of Nynaeve, the world would have ended.
The leaf lives its appointed time, and does not struggle against the wind that carries it away. The leaf does no harm, and finally falls to nourish new leaves. So it should be with all men and women.