There is some delight in ale and wine And some in girls with ankles fine But my delight, yes always mine Is to dance with Jak O’ the Shadows We will toss the dice however they fall And snuggle the girls be they short or tall Then follow Lord Mat whenever he calls To dance with Jak O’ the Shadows.

If wishes had wings, sheep would fly.

The oak fought the wind and was broken, the willow bent when it must and survived.

As my Lord says, my Lord's leg is not a side of beef. Thank you, my Lord, for instructing me.

Always plan for the worst, child; that way, all your surprises will be pleasant ones.

i can't understand her" well son, you might as well try to understand the sun". derived form the book:fires of heaven by robert jordan.

He doesn't know what to make of me," Mat said softly. "How very uncommon. I can't think of anyone else who has reacted that way to you, Mat.