“By the look of you, Nynaeve, I could almost think you were angry, but I know you have such a sweet disposition people ask you to dabble your fingers in their tea.”

“I never could be so happy as you. Till I have your disposition, your goodness, I never can have your happiness.”

“DOES EVERYBODY THINK I am an asshole?” Curran asked. “Only people who know you or have met you.”

“It takes long practice, yes. You have to work. Did you think you could snap your fingers, and have it as a gift? What is worth having is worth working for.”

“Look, I know you meant well creating the world and all, but how could you let it get away from you like this? How come you couldn't stick with your original idea of paradise? People's lives were a mess.”

“You know, at parties, people always ask, "Where were you when Kennedy was shot?" Well, I don't have an alibi!”

“Jem knotted his fingers in the material of Will's sleeve. "You are my parabatai," he said, "You said once I could ask anything of you.”

“I always think, Look at how people were before they were pregnant. If you were a toned, healthy, energetic person, most likely you will be like that again. A lot of people come to me, and they’re like, "Will I look like you after I have the baby?" And I say, "Well, how were you before?"”

“Christine O'Donnell: I dabbled in witchcraft, but I never joined a coven; I did. I did.
Jaime Kennedy: How were you a witch?
Christine O'Donnell: Because I dabbled into witchcraft, because I hung around people who were, who were doing these things. I'm not making this stuff up, I know what they told me they did.”

“Jem" I have an assignmation in Soho this evening with a certain attractive someone.

Tessa: Goodness. If you keep seeing Six-Fingered Nigel like this, he'll expect you to declare your intentions.
Jem choked on his tea.”