Sometimes I just feel like yelling Dovie’andi se tovia sagain!
All props to graphix101 of deviantart
…And Aviendha. She’s beautiful too, but every day with her was a battle. No kisses from her, not anymore, and no doubts how she feels. She was even happier to get away from me than I was to see her go. Only, I keep expecting to see her when I turn around, and when she isn’t there, it’s as if something inside me is missing. I actually miss the battle, and there are moments when I find myself thinking, There are things worth fighting for.
|—||Rand al’Thor, “Lord of Chaos” by Robert Jordan (via theycallmeaviendha)|
Beauty flees. Years will make your breasts sag, your flesh grow slack, your skin grow leathery. Men who smiled to see your face will speak to you as if you were just another man. Your husband may see you always as the first time his eyes caught you, but no other man will dream of you. Will you no longer be you?
|—||Wheel of Time, Book Nine / Robert Jordan (via dijeadios)|
I will make you a gift and you will take it if I have to chain it around your neck.