Two Rivers, craftsmen were revered. And their marksmen were the best the world knew. An elite group of Two Rivers men, armed with the new firing sticks men were calling rifles, served with the Aiel in their peacekeeping campaigns in Shara. It was the only place war was known in.
Everyone knew that, and not many stopped to think that anything that “everyone knew” deserved close examination. Being.
One of the Prophecies says that the Stone of Tear will never fall until the People of the Dragon come to the Stone. Another says the Stone will never fall till the Sword That Cannot Be Touched is wielded by the Dragon’s hand.
Some can do things others cannot,” Nandera said, as if that was enough explanation.
Only a fool believed women less dangerous than men, but women often seemed to think men fools when it came to women.
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.
I never saw or heard or smelled anything that couldn’t be talked about.
Truth almost always did come out in the end, but by the end, truth was often so wrapped around with rumors and speculation and absolute lies that most people never did believe it.
The pin was the smallest part of a pair of scissors, and the easiest made, but without it, the scissors cut no cloth.
This wind, it was not the ending. There are no endings, and never will be endings, to the turning of the Wheel of Time. But it was an ending.
An honorable man protects whoever needs protecting, but children above all, and women above men.
This was not the first time she had squeezed meanings from his words that he never knew were in them.
To marry the Daughter of the Nine Moons!” “To die and live again, and live once more a part of what was!” “To give up half the light of the world to save the world!
Greed nibbled every man, and strict “rules” could be bent if opportunity walked past and winked suggestively enough. Mat.
Weep for Manetheren. Weep for what is lost forever.
Do not let my expression dampen your good humor,” Talmanes said, tucking his pipe away. “Nor let it bother you that we are fighting at the end of the world, that our armies are grossly outnumbered, and that if we lose, our very souls will be destroyed by the Dark Lord of all evil.” “Sorry, my Lord.” “That was a joke.” Dennel blinked. “That?” “Yes.” “That was a joke.” “Yes.” “You have an interesting sense of humor, my Lord,” Dennel said.
And it was written that no hand but his should wield the Sword held in the Stone, but he did draw it out, like fire in his hand, and his glory did burn the world. Thus did it begin. Thus do we sing his Rebirth. Thus do we sing the beginning.
He’s not a total idiot. In fact, he has a good head on his shoulders. He thinks like a woman, most of the time.
Suddenly he grinned, but his grin was as dark as a scowl; his eyes sparkled merrily, laughing at the foot of the gallows.
More than once Nynaeve had been shocked at her own cruelty, even while she was delighted at her inventiveness.