Out of the night Hopper came, and Perrin was one with the wolf. Hopper, the cub who had watched the eagles soar, and wanted so badly to fly through the sky as the eagles did. The cub who hopped and jumped and leaped until he could leap higher than any other wolf, who never lost the cub's yearning to soar through the sky. [...] Something crashed into his head, and as he fell, he did not know if it was Hopper or himself who died.

It is every man's right to choose when to Sheathe the Sword." --- Ingtar Shinowa ---

We are always more afraid than we wish to be, but we can always be braver than we expect.

Dance with her, and she will forgive much. Dance well, and she will forgive anything.

I will hate the man you choose because he isn't me, and love him if he makes you smile.

You break your neck, and I’ll see it mended just so I can break it again.

Death comes to us all; we can only choose how to face it when it comes.