I've come to give you your gift back, Mordeth," Cauthon whispered. "I consider our debt paid in full.
Remember that any meal can be your last. You chose to travel with us, so tonight you will eat fish. Tomorrow, you may die.
A man without trust is a man without life.
The Golden Crane flies for Tarmon Gai'don!
Reading is like breathing. If you take it away, first I become antsy, then violent.
Til shade is gone, til water is gone Into the shadow with teeth bared Screaming defiance with the last breath To spit in Sightblinderโs eye on the Last Day.