Quotes About Robert Jordan

You are as eloquent as ever, Mat," Egwene said dryly. "Do you still have your pet fox?" "I do," Mat said. "He's snuggled up nice and warm.

It's not evil, Rand. I know something evil when I smell it. This isn't evil, it's just incredibly stupid.

You are as eloquent as ever, Mat, Egwene said dryly. Do you still have your pet fox? I do, Mat said. He's snuggled up nice and warm.

Oh, well, Mat said idly, she's just the Dragon Reborn's woman. (about Min)

That had the irritating sound of an old saying.

Egwene didn't notice someone new entering the tent. Rand did, however, and he spun as the flaps parted and let in light. He frowned at the interloper. His frown died as soon as he saw the person who entered. Moiraine.

The difference between you and Cadsuane is that you actually care about me. She only cares about my place in her plans. She wants me to be part of the Final battle. You want me to live. For that, you have my thanks. Dream on my behalf, Nynaeve. Dream for things I no longer can.

Maybe if I smiled more when I made jokes, he thought idly, leaning against the side of the barricade. Then they'd understand what I meant. That, of course, raised the question: Did he want people to understand? It was often more amusing the other way. Besides, smiling was so garish.

Suddenly he grinned, but his grin was as dark as a scowl; his eyes sparkled merrily, laughing at the foot of the gallows.

I've been thinking." Her eyebrows rose, but he was used to surprise whenever he claimed an idea. Even when his ideas were as good as theirs, they always remembered how deliberate he was in thinking of them.

Siuan said that "stubborn" was a redundancy when it came to men.

You stand up straw men," Nynaeve said. "We have a saying in the Two Rivers. 'Whether the bear beats the wolf or the wolf beats the bear, the rabbit always loses.

Logic is always applicable to the real world," Miyasi said dismissively, "but only a novice would think the real world can be applied to logic. Ideals must be first principles. Not the mundane world.

Quite a story." Elyas nodded. "Yes, quite a story. There's a few things wrong with it, but the main thing is Dapple says it's all a lump of lies. Every last word.

Two Rivers people are dark of hair and eye, and they seldom have such height." Her hand darted out to push back his coat sleeve, exposing lighter skin the sun had not reached so often. "Or such skin.

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.

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.

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)

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!

Now tell me, Loial. What do you know of Be'lal. And briefly, for once. I want your long memory, not your long wind.

His blood on the rocks of Shayol Ghul, washing away the Shadow, sacrifice for man's salvation.

If anything belongs in the Shepherd of the Night's flocks, lad, it's Trollocs.

Perhaps a mustache, like that thing infesting the gleeman's face.

Moiraine, Perrin said, the man is dangerous. All men are dangerous, she replied in a cool voice.