A Crown of Swords (The Wheel of Time, #7)

by Robert Jordan

Secrets find crevices a flea could not slip through, and a secret known by so many has wings.”

In Cairhien, maybe in most lands, ordinary folk could be crushed unnoticed where the mighty walked.

Show proper respect to your betters, whoever they are; obey them and otherwise ignore what they do, and perhaps you will not be entangled in it. It was a way of thinking that set Perrin’s teeth on edge. Nobody should have to live that way.

Why is it that as a man’s courage goes up, his sense goes down?”

everybody was someone reborn, a hundred someones, a thousand, more. That was how the Pattern worked; everyone died and was reborn, again and again as the Wheel turned, forever without end. But nobody else talked with who they used to be. Nobody else had voices in their heads. Except madmen.

being careless where you knew it did not matter could lead to being careless where it did.

“The world does change,” Amys said, sadly. “Even mountains are worn away by the wind, and no one can climb the same hill twice.

Caution until you’re sure, and then a little more caution