A man can get killed in there.
Do not trouble trouble till trouble troubles you.
A man falling off a cliff to certain death will stretch out a hand even to his worst enemy.
The Golden Crane flies for Tarmon Gai'don!
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.
You ride to battle?" Karede asked. "I was thinking more of a saunter," Mat said. He shook his head. "I need a feel for what Demandred is doing...I'm going out there, Karede, and putting you fellows between me and the Trollocs sounds delightful. Are you coming?