When you have a wolf by the ears, it’s as hard to let go as to hold on.
We are going to tickle some Aes Sedai under the chin, rescue a mule, and put a snip-nosed girl on the Lion Throne. Oh, yes. That’s Aviendha. Don’t look at her crosswise, or she’ll try to cut your throat and probably slit her own by mistake.
That was the trouble with the best of men. They always thought they were doing the right thing.
The fall of the Stone will be one of the major proofs that the Dragon has been reborn. May the Stone stand till I am dust.
Domon would learn; even when a woman needed help, if she did not want it, she made you pay for giving it.
Being in charge isn’t always about telling people what to do. Sometimes, it’s about knowing when to step out of the way of people who know what they’re doing.
If someone offers him enough gold, it becomes a toss of the dice, and not even Mat Cauthon could say how they’ll land.
We try not to dwell too much on what is gone. The strongest heart will break under that strain.
Small hopes can grow surprising fruit.
Nothing remained to be defended now, only a nation to avenge, and he had been trained to that from his first step. With his mother’s gift at his throat and his father’s sword in his hand, with the ring branded on his heart, he had fought from his sixteenth nameday to avenge Malkier. But never had he led men into the Blight. Bukama had ridden with him, and others, but he would not lead men there. That war was his alone. The dead could not be returned to life, a land any more than a man.
Almost ten years past now that Edeyn had watched him ride away from Fal Moran, and been gone when he returned, yet he still could recall her face more clearly than that of any woman who had shared his bed since. He was no longer a boy, to think that she loved him just because she had chosen to become his first lover, yet there was an old saying among Malkieri men. Your carneira wears part of your soul as a ribbon in her hair forever. Custom strong as law made it so.
What was the good of acting out fake stories? Why not go live a few stories of your own?
If you tried to solve every problem yourself, you ended by solving none.
They were the sort who berated a man for meddling and chased him away, then berated him again for not being there when he was needed. Not that they would admit he was needed, even then, not them. Raise a hand to help and you were interfering, do nothing and you were an un-trustworthy wastrel.
It was a simple truth; the Creator made women so men would not find life too easy.
Rand sent us away to search for an enemy,” he bellowed. “We return to him having found allies. Onward, to the Last Battle!” Only.
It looks a good plan to me. As good as any till the arrows start flying.
If you ever meet a Malkieri,” Noal said, “you tell him Jain Farstrider died clean.” “I will, Jain,” Mat said. “May the light hold you.” Noal.
When the fishmongers are all buying at the same price, you can bet they were all drinking at the same inn last night.
The Light save me from men who think with the hair on their chests.