Crossroads Of Twilight Quotes

Sometimes, pain is all that lets you know you're alive.

If your enemy offers you two targets, strike at a third.

And it shall come to pass, in the days when the Dark Hunt rides, when the right hand falters and the left hand strays, that mankind shall come to the Crossroads of Twilight and all that is, all that was, and all that will be shall balance on the point of a sword, while the winds of the Shadow grow. -From The Prophecies of the Dragon translation believed done by Jain Charin, known as Jain Farstrider, sheortly before his disapperance

When you knew you were going to hang, the only thing to do was grin at the noose.

The innocent died along with the guilty. And if you did nothing, then only the innocent died.

Life is a dream, and everyone wakes eventually.

When you ask questions, Lini used to say, then you have to hear the answers whether you want to or not.

Always plan ahead, Lini used to say, but worry too hard over next year, and you can trip over tomorrow.

If you tried to solve every problem yourself, you ended by solving none.

A useful maxim: two rarities combined call for close attention.

Change came so slowly you never noticed it creeping up on you, or far too fast for comfort, but it came.

Homecomer, hitcher, phantom rider, White lady wants what’s been denied her, Gather-grim knows what you fear the most, But best keep away from the crossroads ghost. Talk to the poltergeist, talk to the haunt, Talk to the routewitch if it’s what you want. Reaper’s in the parlor, seizer’s in a host, But you’d best keep away from the crossroads ghost. - common clapping rhyme among the ever-lasters of the twilight

Domon would learn; even when a woman needed help, if she did not want it, she made you pay for giving it.

A wise man tried to avoid battles he would not only lose, but look foolish losing.

Confidence was one key to victory. The other side believing you were confident was sometimes almost as good as actually being confident.

When the fishmongers are all buying at the same price, you can bet they were all drinking at the same inn last night.

Truth almost always did come out in the end, but by the end, truth was often so wrapped around with rumors and speculation and absolute lies that most people never did believe it.

Larine had a bright future ahead of her, but she had to learn to obey the rules before she could begin learning which could be broken and when.

We rode on the winds of the rising storm, We ran to the sounds of the thunder. We danced among the lightning bolts, and tore the world asunder. —

The surface of the water may be still, but the fish never stop swimming.

Anger made for hasty decisions and rash words that sometimes were hard to take back.

Everyone knew that, and not many stopped to think that anything that “everyone knew” deserved close examination. Being

Some women,” Dyelin murmured into her wine, “can make a fish bite by crooking a finger, Lady Birgitte. Other women have to drag their bait all over the pond.

Sometimes you had to laugh if only to keep from crying.

I'm not a clever man, but I'm willing to listen to people who are, and I think you are. Just don't try poking me in the direction you want me to go. I don't like that Master Balwer.

People never really changed, yet the world did, with disturbing regularity. You just had to live with it, or at least live through it. Now and then, with luck, you could affect the direction of the changes, but even if you stopped one, you only set another in motion.

The Creator had made the world and then left humankind to make of it what they would, a heaven or the Pit of Doom by their choosing. The Creator had made many worlds, watched each flower or die, and gone on to make endless worlds beyond. A gardener did not weep for each blossom that fell.

Twilight was coming on, and so was a storm. In the eerie light beneath the clouds, even the thoroughly modern houses along the road looked as ancient and as sinister as the weathered Pictish stone that stood a hundred feet away, guarding the crossroads it had marked for a thousand years. It seemed a good night to be inside with the shutters fastened.

Change came so slowly you never noticed it creeping up on you, or far too fast for comfort, but it came. Nothing

Light, how the horror of yesterday became merely the uneasiness of today, once you grew accustomed.

memory expanded what it did not shrink.

Impatience was a vice when beginning a journey of unknown length.

I will help you as far as I can because it is not right for the Shaido to hold you. You do not follow ji’e’toh. I do. If I cast aside my honor and my obligations just because the Shaido have, then I allow them to decide how I will act. I will wear white for a year and a day and then they will release me, or I will walk away, but I will not throw away who I am.” Without

Tumad aveva il comando della scorta, come accadeva la maggior parte dei giorni in cui Bashere non aveva mansioni più importanti da affidare al giovane tenente. Bashere lo stava istruendo. Riusciva a pensare con chiarezza e vedere al di là di ciò che gli stava di fronte: era destinato a un rango elevato, se fosse vissuto abbastanza. Un uomo alto, anche se più basso di un paio di palmi rispetto a Bael, oggi il malumore campeggiava sul suo volto come un secondo naso. «Cosa ti turba, Tumad?» «L'Aiel aveva ragione, mio signore.» Tumad diede un rabbioso strattone alla sua spessa barba nera con un pugno guantato. «Questi Andorani sputano ai nostri piedi. Non mi piace dovermi allontanare mentre ci fanno le boccacce.» Be', era ancora giovane. «Trovi la nostra situazione noiosa, forse?» rise Bashere. «Hai bisogno di più eccitazione? Tenobia è solo cinquanta leghe a nord di qui, e se si può fare affidamento sulle dicerie, ha portato con sé Ethenielle di Kandor e Paitar di Arafel, e perfino quello Shienarese, Easar. Tutta la potenza delle Marche di Confine viene a cercarci, Tumad. Neanche a quegli Andorani giù nel Murandy piace che noi ci troviamo nell'Andor, stando a quanto ho udito, e se quell'esercito di Aes Sedai che stanno affrontando non li riduce in pezzi, o se non l'ha già fatto, potrebbero venire a cercarci. E se è per questo porrebbero farlo anche le Aes Sedai, presto o tardi. Abbiamo cavalcato per il Drago Rinato, e non riesco a immaginare nessuna Sorella che possa dimenticarsene. E poi ci sono i Seanchan, Tumad. Pensi davvero che non li incontreremo più? Verranno da noi, o noi dovremo andare da loro; o l'uno o l'altro, è sicuro. Voi giovani non riconoscete l'eccitazione nemmeno quando vi striscia tra i baffi!»

Escaralde

Just a smile, then. A companionable gesture. He was often congenial. He might have been likable if he were anything but what he was.

Men who tried to stand on their forebears’ shoulders rather than their own feet often found themselves shorter by a head.

Everything changed, with time.

Just before sunrise was one of the worst times to meet the Wild Hunt, when darkness was changing to light but the light had not taken hold. At least there was no crossroads nearby, no graveyard, but the only hearthstones to

Women always seemed to club together so a man never had a fair chance.

When you knew you were going to hang, the only thing to do was grin at the noose

No use pulling your hair when the wind isn’t blowing the way you want,

You have to trim your sails to take advantage of how the wind is blowing. Think coolly, and you make it back to shore. Get your neck hot, and you’ll drown.

When there were no good choices, you had to choose the one that seemed least wrong.

Aslında insanlar asla değişmiyordu, ama dünya rahatsız edici ölçüde düzenli bir biçimde değişiyordu. Bu gerçekle yaşamayı öğrenmek zorundaydınız ya da en azından o gerçeğin içinde canlı kalmayı. Zaman zaman, şansınız varsa, değişimlerin yönünü etkileyebilirdiniz, ama bir tanesini durdursanız bile bir başkasını harekete geçirmiş olurdunuz.

Remember, you can find a way out of any difficulty if you keep your eyes and wits sharp, but if you don’t, you’ll trip over your own feet.

She smiled at him, and the dice in his head stopped dead.

These days, only the heat of anger gave him the strength to keep moving.

You could forget who you were if you forgot where you came from, and sometimes the innkeeper’s daughter from Emond’s Field seemed a stranger to her.

At present, talk of negotiations is limited to five Sitters,

some Sitters she

too many Sitters who

been a Sitter before

about speaking up to Sitters, or

Even the great walls of Tar Valon, beyond the range of any siege catapult not on a barge, and worked with the Power till the largest catapult could not mark them in any case, might as well be made of paper against an army that could Travel. But whether Gareth Bryne had learned or not, other men would seize on that idea. The Asha’man already had, it seemed. War had always been ugly, yet it was going to grow uglier.

Any Sitter would recognize

When you ask questions, Lini used to say, then you have to listen to the answers whether you want to or not.

If this was another bit of his ta’veren tugging at the Pattern, it was a bit he could have done without. The

If your enemy offers you two targets…” “Strike at a third,

And how are you going to stop us?” The very quietness of Karldin’s words made them more dangerous. He met Sashalle’s gaze levelly, as if he had not a worry in the world. Oh, yes; very much a wolf, not a fox.

I will help you as far as I can because it is not right for the Shaido to hold you. You do not follow ji’e’toh. I do. If I cast aside my honor and my obligations just because the Shaido have, then I allow them to decide how I will act. I will wear white for a year and a day and then they will release me, or I will walk away, but I will not throw away who I am.

Luca’s wife trained bears. Mat thought the bears did their tricks for fear she might bite them.

I’ve been told you can hold out for days and still say next to nothing,” Perrin said. His voice sounded too loud in his ears. “I don’t have time for you to show how tough you are, or how brave. I know you’re brave and tough. But my wife’s been a prisoner too long. You’ll be separated and asked about some women. Whether you’ve seen them and where. That’s all I want to know. There’ll be no hot coals or anything else; just questions. But if anybody refuses to answer, or if your answers are too different, then everybody loses something.” He was surprised to find that he could lift the axe after all. The blade was smeared with red. “Two hands and two feet,” he said coldly. Light, he sounded like ice. He felt like ice to his bones. “That means you get four chances to answer the same. And if you all hold out, I still won’t kill you. I’ll find a village to leave you in, some place that will let you beg, somewhere the boys will toss a coin to the fierce Aielmen with no hands or feet. You think on it and decide whether it’s worth keeping my wife from me.

Life is a dream, and everyone wakes eventually. We dance the spears with Leafblighter,

You Aes Sedai always think men are fools. Quite often, they are not. More often than you think, at least. Take a care with these Asha’man. Mazrim Taim is far from a fool, and I think he is a very dangerous man.

finger,

People never really changed, yet the world did, with disturbing regularity. You just had to live with it, or at least live through it.

Hot water might have been the greatest single gift of civilization.

Maighdin knows she has to be careful,” she said in a firm voice. “She will be here soon, Alliandre.”
“And if she is caught?”
“She won’t be!” Faile said sharply. If she was. . . . No. She had to think of victory, not defeat.
Faint hearts never won. (Crossroads of Twilight, The Wheel of Time series, book 10 by Robert Jordan)

He would not have thought she was the sort to like dangerous men. That kind of woman was worth avoiding; they tended to find ways to make a man need to be dangerous

Always consider the possibility your assumptions are wrong,

Taim will have to wait,

As the public shaming of the Twihard moms for their display of desire illustrates, one of the sources of shame for women is the culture's containment of and discomfort with female sexuality.