A Warder once told me Trollocs call the Aiel Waste ‘the Dying Ground.’ I mean to make them give that name to the Two Rivers.
A fool puts her hand into a hollow tree without finding out what’s inside first.
The fox often offers the duck its pond.
A cat for a hat, or a hat for a cat. But nothing for nothing.
Pride fills me. I am sick with the pride that destroyed me.
I can rest when I’m dead.
Men always believe they are in control of everything around them. When they find out they are not, they think they have failed, instead of learning a simple truth women already know.
A shoat squealing under a fence just attracts the fox, when it should be trying to run.
There’s no time for winking at the men when you’re busy bailing the boat.
Jump in a hole without looking, and there’ll be a snake in it every time.
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.