“Actually, I figured out how to lose bloody ages ago.-Mat”

“Mat snorted. “I don’t want to be any bloody hero.”

“Blood and Bloody Ashes! - Mat in a Wheel of Time”

“Lan Mandragoran, you bloody wonderful man! You did it!"-Mat”

“I'm a gambler, a farmboy, and I'm here to take command of your bloody army!--Mat Cauthon”

“He doesn't know what to make of me," Mat said softly."How very uncommon. I can't think of anyone else who has reacted that way to you, Mat.”

“I love words," Mat said. "There are some deliciously pretty words out there. 'Smile.' That's always sounded like a pretty word to me. Don't you think? Or, perhaps, the words 'I promise not to kill Egwene right now for trying to touch me, the Empress, may I live forever, because we really bloody need her for the next couple of weeks or so.'" He eyeed Fortuona pointedly.”