She understood his eyes, colder than winter's heart. A man who knew he was dead and couldn't make himself care; you are spared that. Mashiara. His lost love.
Women do not become exhausted they only exhaust others.
Two hands. One to destroy, the other to save. Which had he lost?
If you wish, you may call me Rand Sedai.
There was a wild light in his eyes. "Bring your lightnings, Aes Sedai. I will dance with them.
That man,' Elayne said, 'is never where he needs to be.' 'And yet,' Perrin said, 'he always arrives there eventually.