A pig painted gold is still a pig.

Even fools say something worthwhile now and again. Even a blind pig finds an acorn sometimes.

Duty is heavy as a mountain, death is light as a feather.

Only a battle lost is sadder than a battle won.

Pessimism, she is a fond friend of yours, yes?" - That's uncalled for. I barely know her. Mere acquaintances, at best.

Kill a man who needs killing, and sometimes others pay for it. The question is, was it worth doing it anyway? There's always a balance, you know. Good and evil. Light and Shadow. We would not be human if there wasn't a balance.

There was a wild light in his eyes. "Bring your lightnings, Aes Sedai. I will dance with them.