Anyone who claimed that old age had brought them patience was either lying or senile.
But it was an ending.
I grew up around strong women; weak men were pickled and salted. The women wouldn't waste time raising a weak boy.
A spoonful of hope and a cup of despair
Mat had tried to make her say she saw a hat floating around Mat's head. That would persuade Tuon to stop trying to get rid of his, would it not?
Let the Dragon ride again on the winds of time.