Honor Is Honesty To What Is, Not

Richard Thought A Moment. "i Don't Know, But We Have To Get Across The Pass. We're Too Tired To Have To Spend Tonight Fighting Shadows Again. We Must Get To The Midlands Before Dark. And This Time, I Promise I Won't Let Go Of Your Hand." Kahlan Smiled And Squeezed His Hand. I Won't Let Go Of Yours Either.

Many People Must Be Ruled To Thrive. In Their Selfishness And Greed, They See Free People As Their Oppressors. They Wish To Have A Leader Who Will Cut The Taller Plants So The Sun Will Reach Them. They Think No Plant Should Be Allowed To Grow Taller Than The Shortest, And In That Way Give Light To All. They Would Rather Be Provided A Guiding Light, Regardless Of The Fuel, Than Light A Candle Themselves.

Those Who Have Come Here To Hate Should Leave Now; For In Their Hate, They Only Betray Themselves.

If The Road Is Easy, You're Likely Going The Wrong Way.

I Am Who I Am; No More, No Less.