Humankind Is Made For Uncertainty,

I Always Get What I Want In The End. And I Think I Want...ornamental Ironwork. For The Windows Of My Bedchamber.

What Can't Be Changed Must Be Endured.

The Corpse's Hand Reached Up And Grabbed Shaisam By The Throat. He Gasped, Thrashing, As The Corpse Opened Its Eye. "there's An Odd Thing About Disease I Once Heard, Fain," Matrim Cauthon Whispered. "once You Catch A Disease And Survive, You Can't Get It Again.

The More Women There Are About, The Softer A Wise Man Steps.

Love Is An Odd Thing. As Odd A Thing As There Is.