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The man who channels stands alone.
Bornhald drew his dagger and began trimming his nails. He had never understood why that made some men nervous, but he used it just the same.
Perrin ran a hand through his hair. The more he found out about kings, the less he liked them.
They knew and liked who and what they were and where they were, and they seemed at peace with themselves and everything around them. Rand found himself envying them.
She found it hard to think that there had been a time when she had been eager to have an adventure, to do something dangerous and exciting like the people in stories. Now she thought the exciting part was what you remembered when you looked back, and the stories left out a good deal of unpleasantness.
Loial kept checking his saddlebags; he did not seem to mind getting wet himself, but he worried continually about his books.
“What you practice too often, you use without thinking.
