Robert Jordan (1948 – 2007)
Under which he is best known as the author of the bestselling The Wheel of Time fantasy series.
A ship is alive, and he is like a man, with a true man’s heart. Treat him well and care for him properly, and he will fight for you against the worst sea. He will fight to keep you alive even after the sea has long since given him his own deathstroke. Neglect him, though, ignore the small warnings he gives of danger, and he will drown you in a flat sea beneath a cloudless sky.
If I could find a way to escape my destiny, do I deserve to?
They will pay. I am the Lord of the Morning.
Often you don't know whether a woman is friend, enemy or lover until it is too late. Sometimes, she is all three.
You want to know what the Great Lord told me? Very well. But it stays here, held close. Since Sammael chose to stay away, he learns nothing. Nor do the others, whether alive or dead. The first part of the Great Lord’s message was simple. ‘Let the Lord of Chaos rule.’ His words, exact.
You have to understand, child. Everyone wants someone in their life, someone who cares for them, someone they can care for. Even a queen.
We all have our limits. And we set them further out than we have any right.
Fall in love with a man, and you end up doing laundry, even if it does belong to another man.
It was easier to trip a fool than to knock him down.
Only a fool thinks his enemies stand still when he isn't looking, my Lord Dragon.
Loial, didn't you say there was no wind in the Ways?
A slow horse does not always reach the end of the journey.
A flapping tongue can put you in the net instead of the fish."
I will never shame you. I will hate the man you choose because he is not me, and love him if he makes you smile. No woman deserves the sure knowledge of widow's black as her brideprice, you least of all.
Bring your lightnings, Aes Sedai. I will dance with them.
It is better to guide people than try to hammer them into a line.
Sometimes, pain is all that lets you know you're alive.
There is some delight in ale and wine
And some in girls with ankles fine
But my delight, yes always mine
Is to dance with Jak O’ the Shadows
We will toss the dice however they fall
And snuggle the girls be they short or tall
Then follow lord Mat whenever he calls
To dance with Jak O’ the Shadows.
What is already woven cannot be undone. It will not make the trees grow again for you to bring the building down on our heads.
To lead is neither to push or pull.