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“Life is a dream from which we all must wake before we can dream again.
Letting emotions go clouds judgment for a moment, but holding them in clouds it always.
Like the three dull gray metal rings, each more than two paces across, standing on edge and joined at the middle.
That step seemingly took her through her life again and again, her future spread out before her, all of the possible futures based on every decision she might make for the rest of her life.
Rand sitting down in a chair, and somehow she knew that the chair’s owner would be murderously angry at having her chair taken; that the owner was a woman
Mat throwing dice with blood streaming down his face, the wide brim of his hat pulled low so she could not see his wound, while Thom Merrilin put his hand into a fire to draw out the small blue stone that now dangled on Moiraine’s forehead.
Sometimes she thought the Creator had only made men to cause trouble for women.
Killing was as easy as dying, so the Aiel said; any fool could do either.
When Bryne came in, I had a viewing. An aura, and a bull ripping roses from around its neck, and . . .
Men could not avoid gossiping; it was in them at birth, and nothing women could do ever got it out of them.
“I always say, if you must mount the gallows, give a jest to the crowd, a coin to the hangman, and make the drop with a smile on your lips.”
Life was only a dream, and all dreams had to end.
Almost dead yesterday, maybe dead tomorrow, but alive, gloriously alive, today.
“An open sack hides nothing, and an open door hides little, but an open man is surely hiding something.”
Someone was building a very big house just outside the village, three sprawling stories, and a stone plinth five paces high had been erected on the Green, carved all over with names.
“The Creator made women to please the eye and trouble the mind.”
We all make our limits. The thought slid up surprisingly from somewhere. And
we set them further out than we have any right.
Take what you can have. Rejoice in what you can save, and do not mourn your losses too long.
