I'm only an old gleeeman,' he said from the door. 'Who could I possibly be dangerous to?

Robert Jordan

Robert Jordan

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The wind was not the beginning. There are neither beginnings nor endings to the turning of the Wheel of Time. But it was a beginning.

Are we still friends? Can we be? Now?

It was easier to ask forgiveness, than permission.

There must be a difference in what you saw, it seemed to him, depending on whether you sought adventure or had it forced on you.

They're too busy staring at one another to turn full attention on me.

When you have never known a thing except to dream, it becomes more than a talisman.

A man falling off a cliff to certain death will stretch out a hand even to his worst enemy.

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.

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.

Perrin sighed, and shrugged again. She had not asked him to keep the beard, and she would not. Yet he knew he was going to put off shaving again.

That was the trouble with the best of men. They always thought they were doing the right thing.

Peel the apple in your hand, girl, not the one on the tree, Lini's thin voice seemed to whisper in her ear. Tears are for after; they just waste time before.

Letting emotions go clouds judgment for a moment, but holding them in clouds it always. Just be sure you do not release them too often, or when it is best to keep control of them.

I'd run. But maybe you can't run. Think of that, too.' His yellow eyes seemed to look inward, and he sounded tired. 'Sometimes you can't run.