Often You Don't Know Whether

And His Paths Shall Be Many, And Who Shall Know His Name, For He Shall Be Beorn Among Us Many Times, In Many Guises, As He Has Been And Ever Will Be, Time Without End. His Coming Shall Be Like The Sharp Edge Of The Plow, Turning Our Lives In Furrows Form Out Of The Places Where We Lie In Our Silence. The Breaker Of Binds; The Forger Of Chains. The Maker Of Futures; The Unshaper Of Destiny. -from Commentaries On The Prophecies Of The Dragon, By Jurith Dorine, Right Hand To The Queen Of Almoren, 742 Ab, The Third Age

Dance Well With A Woman, And She's Halfway Yours.

The People Seemed Nearly Ostentatious About Minding Their Own Business.

Never Prod At A Woman Unless You Must. She Will Kill You Faster Than A Man And For Less Reason, Even If She Weeps Over It After.

No. Please Do Not Name Either Child After Me, Elayne. Let Them Live Their Own Lives. My Shadow Will Be Long Enough As It Is.' -rand