An Arrow May Not Be

The Only Man Completely At Peace Is A Man Without A Navel.

We Rode On The Winds Of The Rising Storm, We Ran To The Sounds Of The Thunder. We Danced Among The Lightning Bolts, And Tore The World Asunder.

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

A Man's Dreams Are A Maze Even He Cannot Know.

There Was A Wild Light In His Eyes. "bring Your Lightnings, Aes Sedai. I Will Dance With Them.