But it was an ending.

I surrender to it, and by surrendering, I control it.

What is too absurd to be believed is believed because it is too absurd to be a lie.

Tuon's eyes snapped open, and despite the dim light, she focused directly on Mat. She saw the knife in his hand, ready to throw. Then she looked over her shoulder.

A spoonful of hope and a cup of despair

The end is near," Moridin said. "The Wheel has groaned its final rotation, the clock has lost its spring, the serpent heaves its final gasps.

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