When you wish for so long that you could hear something, and then suddenly, with no warning, you do, it is like a lightning strike and rain on parched ground at the same time. You're stunned, but you cannot hear enough.

If wishes had wings, sheep would fly.

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

A woman's eyes cut deeper than a knife.

He came like the wind, like the wind touched everything, and like the wind was gone. -from The Dragon Reborn. By Loial, son of Arent son of Halan, the Fourth Age.

Thank you," the young mother said again. "Thank you." "The Black Tower protects," Logain heard himself say. "Always." "I will send him to you to be tested when he is of age," the woman promised, holding her son. "I would have him join you, if he has the talent." The talent. Not the curse. The talent.

I've come to give you your gift back, Mordeth," Cauthon whispered. "I consider our debt paid in full.