Quotes from Robert Jordan

Men kept sticking their hands in the fire thinking this time it would not burn, so

Blood of our blood mixed with the old blood, raised by an ancient blood not ours.

How people see you first is what they hold hardest in their minds. It is the way of the world.

Bars of sunlight cast through rents in the walls made motes of dust glitter where they yet hung in the air.

You know the Prophecies of the Dragon? 'When the Wolf King carries the hammer, thus are the final days known. When the fox marries the raven, and the trumpets of battle are blown.' I never understood that second line, myself.

It should, Daigian said. Eben is dead. Would you want to forget your pain if you lost that hulking giant of yours? Have your feelings for him cutaway like some spoiled chunk of flesh in an otherwise good roast? Nynaeve opened her mouth but stopped. Would she? It wasn't that simple—her feelings for Lan were genuine, and not due to a bond. He was her husband, and she loved him.

Courage to strengthen, fire to blind, music to dazzle, iron to bind.

You did not rise in the ships just through your ability to Weave the Winds or predict the weather or fix a position. You needed to read the intent that lay between the words of your orders, to interpret small gestures and facial expressions; you had to notice who deferred to whom, even subtly, for courage and ability alone took you only so high.

What are you two blathering about?" she said sharply. "Just things that men talk about," Lan replied. "You wouldn't understand," Rand said.

Do what you must, and pay the price if you're wrong. Sometimes if you are right, too.

I read the books, all the travelers' accounts, and it began to burn in me that I had to see, not just read.

power often grew from others deciding that you already had power, and an appearance of wealth could give that.

Things are never as bad as they appear, Dai Shan.

There was a difference between being proud of a grand fireplace in your hall and walking into the flames.

No todas las personas podían ser igualmente valientes, pero la cobardía era despreciable.

He now felt just that. Pity for a woman who had never known love, a woman who would not let herself know it. Pity for a woman who could not choose a side other than her own.

Like most Two Rivers folk, Rand had a strong stubborn streak. Outsiders sometimes said it was the prime trait of people in the Two Rivers, that they could give mules lessons and teach stones.

Mia dovienya nesodhin soende.

Once the heron to set his path; Twice the heron to name him true.

On a day of fire and blood, a tattered banner waved above Dumai's wells, bearing the ancient symbol of Aes Sedai. On a day of fire and blood and the one power, as prophecy had suggested, the unstained tower, broken, bent knee to the forgotten sign. The first nine Aes Sedai swore fealty to the Dragon Reborn, and the world was changed forever.

The wolves had no notions of time the way men did, no reasons to divide a day into hours. The seasons were time enough for them, and the light and the dark. No need for more.

Sometimes she thought the Creator had only made men to cause trouble for women.

What I do, I do because there is no other way. He is hunting me again, and this time one of us has to die, I think. There is no need for those around me to die, also. Too many have died for me already. I do not want to die either, and will not, if I can manage it. There are lies in dreams, and death, but dreams hold truth, too.

Truth has more shadings than you might think, and distance often distorts truth into something very different from the facts.