“Loial, son of Arent, son of Halen, had secretly always wanted to be hasty.”

“He came like the wind, like the wind touched everything, and like the wind was gone.-from The Dragon Reborn. By Loial, son of Arent son of Halan, the Fourth Age.”

“i can't understand her"well son, you might as well try to understand the sun”

“Thank you," the young mother said again. "Thank you.""The Black Tower protects," Logain heard himself say. "Always.""I will send him to you to be tested when he is of age," the woman promised, holding her son. "I would have him join you, if he has the talent."The talent. Not the curse. The talent.”

“Lan told me once that Malkier lives so long as one man wears the hadori in pledge that he will fight the Shadow, so long as one woman wears the ki'sain in pledge that she will send her sons to fight the Shadow. I wear the ki'sain, Master Aldragoran. My husband wears the hadori. So do you. Will Lan Mandragoran ride to the Last Battle alone?”

“A secret spoken finds wings.”

“Always leave a way out, unless you really want to find out how hard a man can fight when he’s nothing to lose.”