Quotes About Power

Tia mi aven Moridin isainde vadin (The grave is no bar to my call)

He calls upon the mountains to kneel, and the seas to give way, and the very skies to bow. Pray that the heart of stone remembers tears, and the soul of fire, love.

there was nothing a woman liked better than finding men who were relaxing, then giving them orders.

we are the hare, and it is the hounds who dictate the chase.

You tossed him aside for the White Tower. Why should you care if I pick him up?

You can do nothing with the One Power when emotion rules your mind.

Who are you? What do you want?" The black-clad man drew himself up arrogantly. "Once I was called Elan Morin Tedronai, but now—" "Betrayer of Hope.

It was pure Fire, and the blazes were ferocious, fiercer than she would have expected from Fire alone.

A woman's eyes cut deeper than a knife;

Verin Sedai said that most mistakes made by rulers came from not knowing history; they acted in ignorance of the mistakes others had made before them.

WOULD YOU UNLEASH THE BALEFIRE IN MY SERVICE, DEMANDRED?

Even a queen must obey the law she makes, or there is no law.

A man's ring of heavy gold floated above Nynaeve's head, and above Elayne's, a red-hot iron and an axe.

Asha'man, kill! -Mazrim Taim

El hombre es el animal que se somete más fácilmente a un yugo, y el más difícil de mantener sujeto a él. Incluso cuando él lo escoge libremente.

Cualquiera con dos dedos de frente sabía que la sequía y el calor impropio de la estación se debían a la mano del Oscuro tocando el mundo, pero ni siquiera las Aes Sedai daban crédito a las afirmaciones de Elayne y Nynaeve de que esos otros sucesos eran igualmente reales, que las burbujas malignas ascendían desde la prisión del Oscuro a medida que los sellos se debilitaban, y, tras llegar a la superficie, se deslizaban por el Entramado hasta que estallaban.

I know who you are, and I wish you well, but I also wish you gone from Far Madding. The Dragon Reborn leaves death and destruction where he steps. I now know why you are here, too. You killed Rochaid, and Kisman also is dead. Torval and Gedwyn have taken the top floor above a bootmaker named Zeram on Blue Carp Street, just above the Illian Gate. Kill them and go, and leave Far Madding in peace.

The glow of the Power winked on around the women in the line, like a row of lanterns being lit.

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

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.

To control saidar, you first had to surrender to it. Fight, and it would come wildly, or overwhelm you; surrender and guide it gently, and it did as you wished.

Even the great walls of Tar Valon, beyond the range of any siege catapult not on a barge, and worked with the Power till the largest catapult could not mark them in any case, might as well be made of paper against an army that could Travel. But whether Gareth Bryne had learned or not, other men would seize on that idea. The Asha'man already had, it seemed. War had always been ugly, yet it was going to grow uglier.

No son espadas ni fuerza muscular lo que necesitamos ahora —discrepó Nynaeve—, sino inteligencia. Los hombres suelen pensar con el pelo que tienen en el pecho. —Se tocó el pecho con aire ausente, como si palpara algo debajo de la chaqueta—. La mayoría de ellos lo hacen.

Si ello no basta para refrenarte, te prometo que haré que maldigas el primer beso que intercambiaron tu padre y tu madre.