What I Love I Destroy. What I

Fantasy Is An Area Where It Is Possible To Talk About Right And Wrong, Good And Evil, With A Straight Face. In Mainstream Fiction And Even In A Good Deal Of Mystery, These Things Are Presented As Simply Two Sides Of The Same Coin. Never Really More Than A Matter Of Where You Happen To Be Standing.

Perrin, My Father Says A General Can Take Care Of The Living Or Weep For The Dead, But He Cannot Do Both.

All Was Shattered, And All But Memory Lost, And One Memory Above All Others, Of Him Who Brought The Shadow And The Breaking Of The World. And Him They Named Dragon.

Dovie'andi Se Tovya Sagain!

Why Didn't You Guess This Would Happen?" Elayne Demanded. He Looked At Her, Expressionless. One Side Of His Mouth Twitched Up, Then He Pulled His Hat Down, Shading His Eyepatch. "light," Elayne Said. "you Knew. You Spent This Whole Week Planning With Us, And You Knew The Entire Time You'd Throw It Out With The Dishwater.