Clutch The Bramble And You Will Be

The Wheel Of Time Turns, And Ages Come And Pass, Leaving Memories That Become Legend. Legend Fades To Myth, And Even Myth Is Long Forgotten When The Age That Gave It Birth Comes Again.

Demandred Blocked Lan's Attack But He Breathed Hoarsely. "who Are You?" Demandred Whispered Again. "no One Of This Age Has Such Skill. Asmodean? No, No. He Couldn't Have Fought Me Like This. Lews Therin? It Is You Behind That Face, Isn't It?" "i Am Just A Man," Lan Whispered. "that Is All I Have Ever Been.

If Your Enemy Offers You Two Targets, Strike At A Third.

No Man Should Have Another Man's Voice In His Head.

I Can't Understand Her" Well Son, You Might As Well Try To Understand The Sun". Derived Form The Book:fires Of Heaven By Robert Jordan.