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6f31fdf
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One more dance along the razor's edge finished. Almost dead yesterday, maybe dead tomorrow, but alive, gloriously alive, today.
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inspirational
lord-of-chaos
military-quote
one-more-dance
robert-jordan
military
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Robert Jordan |
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1fe5981
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"Here is your flaw, Shaitan, Lord of the Dark, Lord of Envy, Lord of Nothing, here is why you fail. It was not about me. It's never been about me." It was about a woman, torn and beaten down, cast from her throne and made a puppet. A woman who had crawled when she had to. That woman still fought. It was about a man that love repeatedly forsook. A man who found relevance in a world that others would have let pass them by. A man who remembered stories and who took fool boys under his wing when the smarter move would have been to keep on walking. That man still fought. It was about a woman with a secret, a hope for the future. A woman who had hunted the truth before others could. A woman who had given her live, then had it returned. That woman still fought. It was about a man whose family was taken from him, but who stood tall in his sorrow and protected those he could. It was about a woman who refused to believe that she could not help, could not heal those who had been harmed. It was about a hero who insisted with every breath that he was anything but a hero. It was about a woman who would not bend her back while she was beaten, and who shown with a light for all who watched, including Rand. It was about them all. ~Rand al Thor"
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dark-ones
brandon-sanderson
wot
rand-al-thor
robert-jordan
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Robert Jordan |
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c1c5b07
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I'm a gambler, a farmboy, and I'm here to take command of your bloody army! --Mat Cauthon
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matrim
mat-cauthon
robert-jordan
wheel-of-time
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Robert Jordan |
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5f77968
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Loial, son of Arent, son of Halen, had secretly always wanted to be hasty.
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brandon-sanderson
wot
loial
robert-jordan
wheel-of-time
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Robert Jordan |
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4485273
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"Sandar came to stand beside him, frowning down at the crumpled High Lord. "He does not look so mighty lying there," he said wonderingly. "He does not look so much greater than me."
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inspirational
robert-jordan
wheel-of-time
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Robert Jordan |
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88e936d
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He smelled the odor of the pine boughs under him, the piney smell of the crushed needles and the sharper odor of the resinous sap from the cut limbs. ... This is the smell I love. This and fresh-cut clover, the crushed sage as you ride after cattle, wood-smoke and the burning leaves of autumn. That must be the odor of nostalgia, the smell of the smoke from the piles of raked leaves burning in the streets in the fall in Missoula. Which would you rather smell? Sweet grass the Indians used in their baskets? Smoked leather? The odor of the ground in the spring after rain? The smell of the sea as you walk through the gorse on a headland in Galicia? Or the wind from the land as you come in toward Cuba in the dark? That was the odor of cactus flowers, mimosa and the sea-grape shrubs. Or would you rather smell frying bacon in the morning when you are hungry? Or coffee in the morning? Or a Jonathan apple as you bit into it? Or a cider mill in the grinding, or bread fresh from the oven?
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robert-jordan
for-whom-the-bell-tolls
odor-of-nostalgia
nostalgia
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Ernest Hemingway |