Quotes from Robert Jordan

I'm an old man," Thom said suddenly, "and sometimes I imagine I see things that can't be, but luckily, I always forget them.

Five ride forth, and four return. Above the watchers shall he proclaim himself, bannered cross the sky in fire. .

Why? Rand thought with wonder. Because each time we live, we get to love again. That was the answer. It all swept over him, lives lived, mistakes made, love changing everything. He saw the entire world in his mind's eye, lit by the glow in his hand. He remembered lives, hundreds of them, thousands of them, stretching to infinity. He remembered love, and peace, and joy, and hope.

Nynaeve al'Meara was what, back in Seanchan, one would call a telarti—a woman with fire in her soul.

a man needs to be in love, but he will love the first woman to tie a string to his heart.

Knowing what he had to do, even getting on with it, did not stop him being afraid.

That had been the way of their journey, for the most part. Quiet, except when her temper got the best of her, and sometimes when she shouted the sound of her voice seemed to crash in the silence like breaking glass.

In wars, boy, fools kill other fools for foolish causes. That's enough for anyone to know. I am here for my art.

Bir sava?? kazanman?n ilk ve en önemli kural?, düÅŸman?n?n ne yapaca??n? bilmektir.

To choose is our fate. If you have no choice, then you aren't a man at all. You're a puppet…

Honor didn't come from being punished, but accepting a punishment and bearing it restored honor. That was the soul of toh—the willing lowering of oneself in order to recover that which had been lost.

The sweetness of victory and the bitterness of defeat are alike a knife of dreams

He could not waste time worrying over problems he could do nothing about.

They made Rand's bile rise. Use what you must use, or let the Shadow cover the land.

swimming naked in a river of fire churned to rapids by jagged boulders of ice.

We are always more afraid than we wish to be, but we can always be braver than we expect. Hold on to your heart

That was one thing he understood about women, Aiel, Two Rivers or whoever; fists on hips meant trouble.

Twice the Dragon, for the price he must pay.

The only way to live is to die.

Finally the gleeman seemed to tire of hearing him say "I will do what I must," and stopped coming. It seemed that he did not want to compose his epic unless it could be full of pained emotion. The man looked frustrated when he stalked off for the last time, cloak fluttering furiously behind him.

the world was not black and white—it wasn't even gray. It was full of colors that sometimes didn't fit into any spectrum of morality.

most of the time he simply inquired what the questioner thought was a good solution and told him to do that. It was seldom he really had to come up with an answer; people knew what to do, they just had this fool notion they had to ask him.

But hope is like a piece of string when you're drowning; it just isn't enough to get you out by itself.

No woman with grit could give up when she had children