Think if you want to stay alive. Fear will kill you if you don’t control it.
The best lie is often one too ridiculous to be taken for a lie.
Never kiss a girl whose brothers have knife scars.
If you can’t hide what you are going to do, do it so everybody thinks you are a fool.
The arrogance of men never ceases to amaze me. You all think everything has to do with you, and every woman has to desire you.
A flapping tongue has killed more men than sudden storms ever did.
Most of those we call heroes only did what they had to do.
The only way to live is to die. I must die. I deserve only death.
A weeping woman is a bucket with no bottom.
A man is a man, on a throne or in a pigsty.
It’s too late to change your mind after you’ve jumped off the cliff.
Remember the flame, lad, and the void.” It was an odd thing Tam had taught him. Concentrate on a single flame and feed all your passions into it – fear, hate, anger – until your mind became empty. Become one with the void, Tam said, and you could do anything.
My name is Nynaeve ti al’Meara Mandragoran. The message I want sent is this. My husband rides from World’s End toward Tarwin’s Gap, toward Tarmon Gai’don. Will he ride alone?
Nobody walks a difficult path without stumbling now and again. It didn’t break you when you fell. That’s the important part.
Anything can be a weapon, if the man or woman who holds it has the nerve and will to make it so.
There is a different beauty in simplicity, in a single line placed just so, a single flower among the rocks. The harshness of the stone makes the flower more precious.
Death is light as a feather; duty, heavy as a mountain.
Your body is only clothing. Your flesh will wither, but you are your heart and mind, and they do not change except to grow stronger.
The more power a man held, the more likely he was to be an idiot with it.
Death is lighter than a feather, duty heavier than a mountain. So many duties. Egwene.