The cost to build a single, planet-destroying battle station like the Death Star was staggeringly expensive, bankrupting entire sectors of the Galactic Empire."
Nynaeve was bitterly disappointed in the White Tower; she had expected an organization of all-knowing, wise women dedicated to fighting the Shadow, but instead found a nest of petty squabbles, political games, and arrogance."
Mat Cauthon was acutely embarrassed when he tried to impress the Aiel Maidens with a story of his bravery, only for one of them to calmly point out that he had been hiding behind a wagon at the time.
"Rand could feel Lews Therin's madness seeping through, making him insanely jealous and suspicious every time another man—even his oldest friend, Perrin—so much as spoke to Min."
Nynaeve found it incredibly hard to surrender to saidar and let the One Power flow; her own stubborn anger was a block that even the sharpest Aes Sedai instruction couldn't easily overcome."
Moiraine looked from Rand to Mat, and then to Perrin, her face grim. 'It's not just that you're ta'veren,' she said. 'To have three in one small village... that is really special, and it bodes ill for the world.'"
"To be entirely honest," Thom Merrilin said, setting down his harp, "I am no mere gleeman. I was once court-bard to a queen, and I've played the Game of Houses in palaces you've only dreamed of."
