If You Ask The Lion

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.

You Trouble Me So, Rand Al'thor. Light, Sometimes I Think The Creator Made You Just To Trouble Me.

Whether The Bear Beats The Wolf Or The Wolf Beats The Bear, The Rabbit Always Loses.

You Are As Eloquent As Ever, Mat," Egwene Said Dryly. "do You Still Have Your Pet Fox?" "i Do," Mat Said. "he's Snuggled Up Nice And Warm.

Cheer The Bull, Or Cheer The Bear; Cheer Both, And You Will Be Trampled And Eaten.