Nynaeve Al Meara Quotes

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Robert Jordan
“You may be old enough to marry, Matrim Cauthon, but in truth you shouldn't be off your mother's apron strings.”
Robert Jordan

Robert Jordan
“Thank you, Master Gleeman. I would be happy to assist you."
"Thom Merrilin," the gleeman said. They stared. "My name is Thom Merrilin, not Master Gleeman." He hitched the multihued cloak up on his shoulders, and abruptly his voice once more seemed to reverberate in a great hall. "Once a Court bard, I am now indeed risen to the exalted rank of Master Gleeman, yet my name is plain Thom Merrilin, and gleeman is the simple title in which I glory." And he swept a bow so elaborate with flourishes of his cloak that Mat clapped and Egwene murmured appreciatively.”
Robert Jordan, The Eye of the World

Robert Jordan
“If you are done staring like a moonstruck lamb, Rand al'Thor," Nynaeve said, "perhaps you can tell me why you were talking about something even you three great bull calves ought to have sense enough to keep out of your mouths.”
Robert Jordan, The Eye of the World

Robert Jordan
“A Wisdom almost never marries. Nynaeve has been teaching me, you know. She says I have a talent, that I can learn to listen to the wind. Nynaeve says not all Wisdoms can, even if they say they do.”
Robert Jordan, The Eye of the World

Robert Jordan
“Egwene's face was a study, her goggle-eyed amaze at a gleeman in the flesh marred by a desire to defend Nynaeve.
"Your pardon, Master Gleeman," Rand said. He knew he was grinning foolishly, himself. "That was our Wisdom, and - "
"That pretty little slip of a girl?" the gleeman exclaimed. "A village Wisdom? Why, at her age she should better be flirting with the young men than foretelling the weather and curing the sick.”
Robert Jordan, The Eye of the World

Robert Jordan
“There are no safe places any longer. You can run like a rabbit, but you cannot hide. Is it not better to do what you can to fight back like a man? - Nynaeve al'Meara”
Robert Jordan, The Shadow Rising