Robert Jordan (1948 – 2007)
Under which he is best known as the author of the bestselling The Wheel of Time fantasy series.
We are alike in many ways, you and I. There is a darkness in us. Darkness, pain, death. They radiate from us. If ever you love a woman, Rand, leave her and let her find another. It will be the best gift you can give her.
On the heights, the paths are paved with daggers.
I am the Dragon Reborn. Denying won’t change it. Wishing won’t change it. I’m not the man you knew back in Emond’s Field. Do you understand now? Do you?
Humankind is made for uncertainty, struggle, choice and change.
A shoat squealing under a fence just attracts the fox, when it should be trying to run.
The Creator made women to please the eye and trouble the mind.
Till shade is gone, till water is gone, into the Shadow with teeth bared, screaming defiance with the last breath, to spit into Sightblinder's eye on the Last Day.
Kneel and swear to the Lord Dragon, or you will be knelt.
The louder a man tells you he’s honest, the harder you must hold onto your purse.
I’ll not have you bleeding to death on me. That would be just like you, to die and leave me the work of burying you. You have no consideration.
Are you so eager to destroy us?
It was a gelding, and it would not have hurt me. Horses like me. I am not a little boy: I am nine. And my name is Olver, not boy.
The more tragic things get, the more I feel like laughing.
And she learned to guard her tongue better. I will wager she did. When we left them, she was still yelping and trying to get those scarlet puffers out of her dress. A scarlet puffer looks much like a red adder if your eye is dull like a wetlander’s, but it is not poisonous. It does wriggle when confined, though.
Never prod at a woman unless you must. She will kill you faster than a man and for less reason, even if she weeps over it after.
I thought you saidar-ed it.
If you plan for the worst, all surprises are pleasant.
An Aes Sedai’s gift is bait for a fish.
A man who trusts everyone is a fool, and a man who trusts no one is a fool. We are all fools, if we live long enough.
You have made a place in my heart where I thought there was no room for anything else. You have made flowers grow where I cultivated dust and stones. Remember this, on this journey you insist on making. If you die, I will not survive you long.