Robert Jordan Quotes

Man is immortal; therefore he must die endlessly. For life is a creative idea; it can only find itself in changing forms

If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?

Don't grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.

No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn.

That last day does not bring extinction to us, but change of place.

Die and born again, die and born again. It's the story of my life.

Nothing ever quite dies, it just comes back in a different form.

In Hinduism, Shiva is a deity who represents transformation. Through destruction and restoration, Shiva reminds us that endings are beginnings, and that our world is constantly undergoing a cycle of birth, death and rebirth.

It sounds creepy, but I always liked the idea of disappearing then becoming something new. That of course was before I disappeared.

The Wheel weaves as the Wheel wills, Perrin. We've become what we needed to become."- Rand Al'Thor

Life's major challenge: getting reborn often enough.

Die every day. Be reborn again every day.

I was reborn," she said, her hot breath brushing his ear. "You were reborn," Tengo said. "Because I died once." "You died once," Tengo repeated. "On a night when there was a cold rain falling," she said. "Why did you die?" "So I would be reborn like this." "You would be reborn," Tengo said. "More or less," she whispered quietly. "In all sorts of forms.

Thou two-faced year, Mother of Change and Fate...

..the fields might fall to fallow and the birds might stop their song awhile; the growing things might die and lie in silence under snow, while through it all the cold sea wore its face of storms and death and sunken hopes...and yet unseen beneath the waves a warmer current ran that, in its time, would bring the spring.

I've had so many rebirths, I should come with my own midwife by now.

To live is to be born every minute. Death occurs when birth stops.

Oh God! that one might read the book of fate, And see the revolution of the times Make mountains level, and the continent, Weary of solid firmness, melt itself Into the sea.

As we wash our body so we should wash destiny, change life as we change clothes.

One must not only die daily, but every day we must be born again.

The seed dies into a new life, and so does man.

Death is but an aspect of life, and the destruction of one material form is but a prelude to building up of another.

The universal nature out of the universal substance, as if it were wax, now molds a horse, and when it has broken this up, it uses the material for a tree, then for a man, then for something else.