The Eye of the World The Great Hunt The Dragon Reborn

The Shadow Rising The Fires of Heaven Lord of Chaos

A Crown of Swords The Path of Daggers Winter's Heart Crossroads of Twlight

Quotes from The Great Hunt

And it shall come to pass that what men made
shall be shattered, and that Shadow shall lie across
the Pattern of Age, and the Dark One shall
once more lay his hand upon the world of man.
Women shall weep and men quail as the nations
of the earth are rent like rotting cloth. Neither
shall anything stand nor abide...

Yet one shall be born to face the Shadow, born
once more as he was born before and shall be
born again, time without end. The Dragon shall
be Reborn, and there shall be wailing and gnashing
of teeth at his rebirth. In sackcloth and ashes
shall he clothe the people, and he shall break the
world again by his coming, tearing apart all ties
that bind. Like the unfettered dawn shall be blind
us, and burn us, yet shall the Dragon Reborn confront
the Shadow at the Last Battle, and his blood
shall give us the Light. Let tears flow, O ye people
of the world. Weep for your salvation

Mat Cauthon p.34-"The truth an Aes Sedai tells is never the truth you think it is."

Padan Fain p.42/3-"I feel you there, hiding, Rand al'Thor. You can't hide, not from me, and not from them. You thought it was over, did you not? But the battle's never done, al'Thor. They are coming for me, and they're coming for you, the war goes on. Whether you live or die, it's never over for you. Never."
Soon comes the day all shall be free.
Even you, and even me.
Soon comes the day all shall die.
Surely you, but never I.

Moiraine p.50-"If the girl shows as much initiative in Tar Valon, she will sit in the Amyrlin Seat one day. If she can control that initiative. If there is an Amyrlin Seat left on which to sit."

Verin p.105-"I thought you might wish to see this, Mother, what was written on the walls of the dungeon. It could be only taunting, yet it is in the form of poetry, or song, and the sound of prophecy. We know little pf prophecies from the Shawdow, Mother."
Daughter of the Night, she walks again.
The ancient war, she yet fights.
Her new lover she seeks, who shall serve her and die, yet serve still.
Who shall stand against her coming?
The Shining Walls shall kneel.
Blood feeds blood.
Blood calls blood.
Blood is, and blood was, and blood shall ever be.

The man who channels stands alone.
He gives his friends for sacrifice.
Two roads before him, one to death beyond dying, one to life eternal.
Which will he choose? Which will he choose?
What hand shelters? What hand slays?
Blood feeds blood.
Blood calls blood.
Blood is, and blood was, and blood shall ever be.

Luc came to the Moutains of Dhoom.
Isam waited in the high passes.
The hunt is now begun. The Shadow's hounds now course, and kill.
One did live, and one did die, but both are.
The Time of Change has come.
Blood feeds blood.
Blood calls blood.
Blood is, and blood was, and blood shall ever be.

The Watchers wait on Toman's Head.
The seed of the Hammer burns the ancient tree.
Death shall sow, and summer burn, before the Great Lord comes.
Death shall reap, and bodies fail, before the Great Lord comes.
Again the seed slays ancient wrong, before the Great Lord comes.
Now the Great Lord comes.
Now the Great Lord comes.
Blood feeds blood.
Blood calls blood.
Blood is, and blood was, and blood shall ever be.
Now the Great Lord comes."

Moiraine p.127-"Nearly twenty years ago the Aiel crossed The Spine of the World, the Dragonwall, the only time they have ever done so. They ravaged through Cairhien, destroyed every army sent against them, burned the city of Cairhien itself, and marched all the way to Tar Valon. The finale battle, the last that counted, was fought outside the Shining Walls, in the shadow of Dragonmount. In three days and three nights of fighting the Aiel were turned back. Or rather they turned back, for they had done what they came to do, kill King Laman of Cairhien., for his sin against the tree. It is than that my story begins. And yours.

I was one of the Accepted, then as our Mother, The Amyrlin Seat. We were soon to be raised to Sisterhood, and that night we stood attendance on the then Amyrlin. Her Keeper of the Chronicles, Gitara Moroso, was there. The snow had finally stopped, and in the Armylin's chamber we could smell the smoke of outlying villages burned in the fighting.

The Karaethon Cycle, the Prophecies of the Dragon, says that the Dragon will be reborn on the slopes of Dragonmount, where he died during the Breaking of the World. Gitara Sedai had the Foretelling sometimes. She was old, her hair was as white as the snow outside, but when she had the Foretelling, it was strong. The Amyrlin Seat asked em what news there was from the field of battle. And Gitara Sedai started up out of her chair, her arms and legs rigid, trembling, her face as if she looked into the Pit of Doom at Shayol Ghul, and she cried out, 'He is born again! I feel him! The Dragon takes his first breath on the slope of Dragonmount! He is coming! He is coming! Light help us! Light help the world! He lies in the snow and cries like the thunder! He burns like the sun!' And she fell forward into my arms, dead.

And so we knew the Dragon was Reborn. The Amyrlin swore us to secrecy, we two, for she knew not all the sisters would see the Rebirth as it must be seen. She sent us to searching. There were many fatherless children after the battle. Be we found a story, that one man had found an infant on the mountain. A man and an infant boy. For years we searched, finding other clues pouring over the Prophecies. 'He will be of the ancient blood, raised by the old blood.' That was one; there were others. But there are many places where the old blood, descended from the Age of Legends, remains strong. Then, in the Two Rivers, where the old blood of Manetheren seethes still like a river in flood, in Emond's Field, I found three boys whose namedays were within weeks of the battle at Dragonmount. And one of them can channel. Did you think Trollocs came after you just because you are ta'veren? You are the Dragon Reborn."

Siun Sanche p.150-"A poor shot for a Whitecloak bowman, or even a Darkfriend." Her eyes flickered up to touch Rand's. "If it was me he aimed."

Ingtar p.170-"If you have a sword, and the Aielman has his barehands, it is an even fight. If you are good."

Loial p.178-" Shienarans believe we all came from earth and must return from earth. They never use coffins or shrounds, and the bodies are never clothed. The earth must hold the body. The last embrace of the mother they call it. And there are never any words except 'The light shine on you, and the Creator shelter you. The last embrace of the mother welcome you home.'"

Uno p.175 and 188-"There's a woman at that window. How I bloody missed her...Gone my Lord. But she was there. A woman in a white dress, at the window. I saw her. I even thought I saw her inside, for a moment, but then she was gone and...The house is empty my Lord."

"All I'm bloody saying is that I bloody saw her,burn you. Just before we found the goat-kissing Halfman. The same flaming woman as at the flamming fery. She was there, and then she bloody wasn't."

Egwene p.215-"I-I don't think they're in the Blight, or back in Fal Dara. I had a dream." A nightmare for true, but real. First there had been a man with a mask over his face, and fire inplace of eyes. Despite the mask, she had thought he was surprised to see her. His look had frightened her till she thought her bones would break from shivering, but suddenly he vanished, and she saw Rand sleeping on the ground, wrapped in a cloak. A woman had been standing over him, looking down. Her face was in the shadow, but her eyes seemed to shine like the moon, and Egwene had known she was evil. And behind it all, almost like another thing altogether, was the feel feel of danger, as if a trap was just beginning to snap shut on an unsuspecting lamb, a trap with many jaws."

Perrinp.228-He felt the rage of the wolves, the hate. There were only two things wolves hated. All else they merely endured, but fire and Trollocs they hated, and they would go through fire to kill Trollocs.

Ingtar.9=3-"I heard of things like this. Rumors. There was a warder, a man called Elyas Machera, who some said could talk to wolves. He disappeared years ago. You know him?

Mat Cauthon p.230-"A sniffer! You? You're going to track murders by smell? Perrin, you are as crazy as Rand. I am the only sane one left from Emonds Field, with Egwene and Nynaeve trotting off to Tar Valon to become..."

Ba'alzamon p. 243-"I have a thousand strings tied to you, Kinslayer, each one finer than silk and stronger than steel. Time has tied a thousand cords between us. The battle we two have fought - do you not remember any part of that? Do you have any glimmering that we have fought before, battles without number back to the beginning of Time? I know much that you do not! That battle will soon end. The Last Battle is coming. The last, Lews Therin. Do you realy think you can avoid it? You poor shivering worm. You will serve me or die! And this time the cycle will not begin anew with your death. The grave belongs to the Great Lord of the Dark. This time the Wheel will be broken whatever you do, and the world remade to a new mold. Serve me! Serve Shai'tan, or be destroyed forever!"

Vandene p. 328-"There is a verse in the original that translate literally as 'Five ride forth, and four return. Above the watchers shall he proclaim himself bannered cross the sky in fire...' Well, it goes on. The point is the word ma'vron. I say it should be translated not simply as 'watchers,' which is a'vron. Ma'vron has more importance to it. I say it means the Watchers Over the Waves.

Sheriam p. 338-"The first time, is for what was. The way back will come but once. Be steadfast."

Siuan p. 353-"You are washed clean of Nynaeve al'Maera from Emond's Field. You are washed clean of all ties that bind you to the world. You come to us washed clean, in hear and soul. You are Nynaeve al'Maera, Accepted of the White Tower. You are sealed to us now."

Elayne p. 362-"Not like Min. She sees...auras...around people. And images. And she can read things about you from them, though I'm not sure she always tells the truth. She said I'd have to share my husband with two other women, and I'd never put up with that. But she said I would be a queen before she knew who I was; she said she saw a crown and it was the Rose crown of Andor. One of the things she said she saw looking at me was a severed hand. Not mine."

Some of the Karaethon Cycle p. 387-"
Twice and twice shall he be marked,
twice to live, twice to die.
Once the heron to set his path.
Twice the heron to name him true.
Once the Dragon, for remembrance lost.
Twice the Dragon, for the price he must pay.

Twice dawns the day when his blood is shed.
Once for mourning, once for birth.
Red on black, the Dragon's blood stains the rock of Shayol Ghul.
In the pit of Doom shall his blood free men from the Shawdow."

Urien p. 362-"Trollocs here? It is one of the signs the prophecies speak of. When the Trollocs come out of the Blight again, we will leave the Three-fold Land and take back our place of old. You call it the Waste. to us it is the Three-fold Land. A shaping stone, to make us; a testing ground, to prove our worth; and a punishment for the sin."

"I search for...someone, a man. 'He Who Comes With the Dawn. It is said there will be great signs and portents of his coming. It is said we will know them when we hear of them, as we will know him when we see him, for he will be marked. He will come from the west, beyond the Spine of the World, but be of our blood. He will go to Rhuiden, and lead us out of the Three-fold Land. It is said that under this sign, he will conquer." The ancient symbol of the Aes Sedai

Verin p. 434-"The Wheel of Time weaves us all into the Pattern as it wills, but sometimes it provides what we need before we know we need it."

And men cried out to the Creator, saying, O Light of the Heavens, Light of the World, let the Promised One be born of the mountain, according to the Prophecies, as he was in Ages past and will be in Ages to come. Let the Prince of the Morning sing to the land that green things will grow and the valleys give fourth lambs. Let the arm of the Lord of the Dawn shelter us from the Dark, and the great sword of justice defend us. Let the Dragon ride again on the winds of time.