Crossroads of Twilight (The Wheel of Time, #10)

by Robert Jordan

He must appear supremely assured, as though there were no possibility events should go other than as he expected. Confidence was one key to victory. The other side believing you were confident was sometimes almost as good as actually being confident.

The innocent died along with the guilty. And if you did nothing, then only the innocent died.

Taking responsibility drained all the joy out of life and dried a man to dust.

“For some who swear an oath, whatever is not forbidden is permitted, and whatever is not commanded can be ignored.

Either way, somebody will come to find out what’s behind it sooner or later, and we’ll all be in the pickling kettle.

Fortune rides like the sun on high with the fox that makes the ravens fly. Luck his soul, the lightning his eye, He snatches the moons from out of the sky.