A beautiful battle is one you don’t have to fight.
The Golden Crane flies for Tarmon Gai’don!
Perrin, my father says a general can take care of the living or weep for the dead, but he cannot do both.
If you ask the lion to protect from from wolves, you have only chosen to end in one belly instead of another.
Do not trouble trouble till trouble troubles you.
A wise ruler takes advice, but should never be seen to take it. Let them think you know more than you do. It will not harm them, and it will help you.
You read too much and understand too little.
Men forget, but never forgive; women forgive, but never forget.
Should and would build no bridges. -Lini.
A pig painted gold is still a pig.
He is born again! I feel him! The Dragon takes his first breath on the slope of Dragonmount! He is coming! He is coming! Light help us! Light help the world! He lies in the snow and cries like the thunder! He burns like the sun!
All was shattered, and all but memory lost, and one memory above all others, of him who brought the Shadow and the Breaking of the World. And him they named Dragon.
A secret spoken finds wings.
What is too absurd to be believed is believed because it is too absurd to be a lie.
A man falling off a cliff to certain death will stretch out a hand even to his worst enemy.
My mother says men are different from us. She says we want to be in love, but only with the one we want; a man needs to be in love, but he will love the first woman to tie a string to his heart. – Egwene, speaking to Elayne.
The lions sing and the hills take flight. The moon by day, and the sun by night. Blind woman, deaf man, jackdaw fool. Let the Lord of Chaos rule. -chant from a children’s game heard in Great Arvalon, the Fourth Age.
Thus is our treaty written; thus is agreement made. Thought is the arrow of time; memory never fades. What was asked is given; the price is paid.
The Wheel of Time turns, and Ages come and pass. What was, what will be, and what is, may yet fall under the Shadow.
She understood his eyes, colder than winter’s heart. A man who knew he was dead and couldn’t make himself care; you are spared that. Mashiara. His lost love.