Moiraine: It seems Ryne was wrong as well as a Darkfriend. You were better than he. Lan: He was better. But he thought I was finished, with only one arm. He never understood. You surrender after you're dead.

Demandred blocked Lan's attack but he breathed hoarsely. "Who are you?" Demandred whispered again. "No one of this Age has such skill. Asmodean? No, no. He couldn't have fought me like this. Lews Therin? It is you behind that face, isn't it?" "I am just a man," Lan whispered. "That is all I have ever been.

The oak fought the wind and was broken, the willow bent when it must and survived.

Keep your mind out of the pigsty, man!

But men often mistake killing and revenge for justice. They seldom have the stomach for justice.

Once you catch a disease and survive, you can't get it again.

Better to have one woman on your side than ten men.