Take What You Want, And Pay For

A Crafty Enemy Will Set A Weak Ambush You Are Meant To Break Through. Confident Because You Have Dealt With The Threat, Your Guard Relaxed, You Walk Into The Second, Stronger Ambush.

We All Make Our Limits, And We Set Them Further Out Than We Have Any Right.

Browns Seek Knowledge, Blues Meddle In Causes, And Whites Consider The Questions Of Truth With Implacable Logic. We All Do Some Of It All, Of Course. But To Be Green Means To Stand Ready. In The Trolloc Wars, We Were Often Called The Battle Ajah. All Aes Sedai Helped Where And When They Could, But The Green Ajah Alone Was Always With The Armies, In Almost Every Battle. We Were The Counter To The Dreadlords. The Battle Ajah. And Now We Stand Ready, For The Trollocs To Come South Again, For Tarmon Gai'don. The Last Battle. We Will Be There. That Is What It Means To Be Green. -alanna

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.

Let Most Men Have A Finger And They Will Have The Whole Hand Before You Know. Let A Clan Cheif Have A Finger And He Will Have The Entire Arm.