I Will Hate The Man You Choose

Facing Them (men) With Knives And Spears Was Much Easier Than Loving Them, Much Easier.

May You Shelter In The Palm Of The Creator's Hand, And May The Last Embrace Of The Mother Welcome You Home.

Clutch The Bramble And You Will Be Pricked.

Men Always Seem To Refuse To Admit They Are Sick Until They're Sick Enough To Make Twice As Much Work For Women. Then They Claim They're Well Too Soon, With The Same Result.

In Shinear, A Woman [is] Safe Anywhere, Any Time-except From Trollocs And Myrddraal, Of Course-and Any Man [will] Die To See It So.