I killed the whole world, and you can too, if you try hard.
The Amyrlin Seat has fallen," a nearby Aes Sedai cried amid the crystallized Sharans. "The Amyrlin Seat has fallen!
Mat had tried to make her say she saw a hat floating around Mat's head. That would persuade Tuon to stop trying to get rid of his, would it not?
The yellowfly is almost too small to see, but if you leave its egg in your skin, you will lose an arm or leg before it hatches - if it does not kill you.
Maybe there would be a Tinker city someday, too. They would buy up all of the colored dye, and everyone else in the world would ave to wear brown.' -Mat
No. Please do not name either child after me, Elayne. Let them live their own lives. My shadow will be long enough as it is.' -Rand
Well, I can admire stubbornness in a man. There is little to a man who's too easily biddable.
Sometimes six and six make a dozen, and sometimes they make a mess
Violence harms the one who does it as much as the one who receives it. You could cut down a tree with an axe. The axe does violence to the tree, and escapes unharmed. Is that how you see it? Wood is soft compared to steel, but the sharp steel is dulled as it chops, and the sap of the tree will rust and pit it. The mighty axe does violence to the helpless tree, and is harmed by it. So it is with men, though the harm is in the spirit.
Tonight you will eat fish. Tomorrow, you may die.
Nobody tells us how to be men. We just are.
Keep your mind out of the pigsty, man!
There were many good years. Good decades, good centuries. We believed we were living in paradise. Perhaps that was our downfall. We wanted our lives to be perfect, so we ignored imperfections. Problems were magnified through inattention and war might have become inevitable if the Bore hadn't ever made.
If wishes were wings, pigs would fly.
And his paths shall be many, and who shall know his name, for he shall be beorn among us many times, in many guises, as he has been and ever will be, time without end. His coming shall be like the sharp edge of the plow, turning our lives in furrows form out of the places where we lie in our silence. The breaker of binds; the forger of chains. The maker of futures; the unshaper of destiny. -from Commentaries on the Prophecies of the Dragon, by Jurith Dorine, Right Hand to the Queen of Almoren, 742 AB, the Third Age
Whatever can be done, can be undone.
The Wheel weaves as the Wheel wills, Perrin. We've become what we needed to become."- Rand Al'Thor
That man,' Elayne said, 'is never where he needs to be.' 'And yet,' Perrin said, 'he always arrives there eventually.
The wheel of a man's life. No mercy. No pity.
Moiraine: It seems Ryne was wrong as well as a Darkfriend. You were better than he. Lan: He was better. But he thought I was finished, with only one arm. He never understood. You surrender after you're dead.
If wishes had wings, sheep would fly.
The wheel weaves as the wheel wills
An arrow may not be a shocklance, yet it can still kill you.
When there are fish heads and blood in the water, you don't need to see the silverpike to know they are there.
First things first; take care of what can be done now before worrying too long over what might never be.
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