Quotes from Robert Jordan

We all do as we must, Moiraine's voice from the past returned to his memory. As the Pattern decrees. For some there is less freedom than for others. It does not matter whether we choose or are chosen. What must be, must be.

Why do you call me 'wetlander'?" Gaul gestured toward the river; even Perrin's eyes could not be sure in the moonlight, but he thought the Aiel looked uneasy for the first time.

A queen could not show herself afraid, even when she was.

It is all right to plan for the worst possibilities, but you must not bask in them. You must not fixate on them.

She supposed it was one way to find money for the poor. Simply rob anyone who was not poor. Of course, that would just make everyone poor in the end, but it might work for a time.

She could still hear Siuan going on about what she called the Law of Unintended Consequences, stronger than any written law. Whether or not what you do has the effect you want, it will have three at least you never expected, and one of those usually unpleasant.

Some men would call it brash, foolhardy, suicidal. The world was rarely changed by men who were unwilling to try being at least one of the three.

Yes, Aviendha had heard stories of this place. Those stories had failed to convey the full truth. One could not describe this place. One had to experience it. (A Memory Of Light: Wheel of Time Book 14, Robert Jordan)

It was a plain table, and unadorned like all of her furnishings, some of which she suspected might be of indifferent workmanship. A trivial matter; so long as furniture did what it was supposed to do, nothing more mattered

clutching his blanket around him. Using every bit of skill he had gained stalking

Being in control wasn't so much about the power you had, but the power you implied that you had.

explain if you could; your people did better if they knew the why as well as the what.

Shaking his head, he went back to studying the forest. Aiel or not, they were all alike in some ways. If the world is ending, a woman will want time to fix her hair. If the world's ending, a woman will take time to tell a man something he's done wrong.

The Light illumine their souls," Moiraine said solemnly, "and may they shelter in the Creator's hand until they are born again.

Rand was ta'veren, one of those rare individuals who, instead of being woven willy-nilly into the Pattern, instead forced the Pattern to shape itself around them.

Min's eyes had grown wider by the word since the mention of curls. 'Oh, no,' she gasped. 'No one will take you for Min who wears breeches once Leane makes you into a perfect Elmindreda.' 'Oh, NO!

Letting emotions go clouds judgment for a moment, but holding them in clouds it always. Just

When she told Siuan as much, and her reasoning, the taller woman grunted sourly. "Well, I never wanted to be her friend, did I? I tell you, once I gain the shawl, if she ever tries to harm me again, I'll make her pay." "Oh, Siuan," Moiraine laughed, "Aes Sedai do not go about harming one another." But her friend would not be assuaged.

Blank eyes. Empty eyes. A doll's eyes. Eyes more dead than death.

The Light save me from men who think with the hair on their chests. Though I don't know as there are any other kind.

Men always say they didn't mean it that way. You would think they spoke a different language.

The aroma of kaf," Turak said, "is almost as enjoyable as the flavor.

Non puoi sapere sempre tutto- disse Lan con calma- e parte di ciò che sai è sempre sbagliato. Forse perfino la parte più importante. Una porzione di saggezza sta nel rendersi conto di questo. Una porzione di coraggio sta nell'andare comunque avanti.

The Pattern is what is. The Wheel of Time weaves all lives into the Pattern, all actions. A pattern that is all one color is no pattern. For the Pattern of an Age, good and ill are the warp and the woof.