8 Quotes About Robert Jordan

Robert Jordan was a prolific American author who created the series of epic fantasy books titled "The Wheel of Time" before dying in 2007. The series is the basis for the television show "The Wheel of Time." He was born on May 2, 1948 in Chicago, Illinois. Robert Jordan went to Evanston Township High School. After graduating from high school, he attended the University of Illinois at Champaign-Urbana, where he studied history and English literature, and earned a B.A Read more

in 1970. He then earned a Master's Degree in English from Washington State University in 1976 before going on to complete his doctorate in English at Ohio State University in 1978. While at Ohio State, he met his wife Harriet McDougal.

In addition to his writing career, he also worked as a high school teacher from 1977 to 1987 and as a freelance writer from 1988 to 1990. He died on September 16, 2007 from heart failure at age 55.

One more dance along the razor's edge finished. Almost dead...
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One more dance along the razor's edge finished. Almost dead yesterday, maybe dead tomorrow, but alive, gloriously alive, today. Robert Jordan
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The only rules he wanted to remember were "never kiss a girl whose brothers have knife scars" and "never gamble without knowning a back way out Robert Jordan
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And yet many of us do it without families, " Nynaeve said. "Without love, without passion beyond our own particular interests. So even while we try to guide the world, we separate ourselves from it. We risk arrogance, Egwene. We always assume we know best, but risk making ourselves unable to fathom the people we claim to serve. Robert Jordan
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I'd run. But maybe you can't run. Think of that, too.' His yellow eyes seemed to look inward, and he sounded tired. 'Sometimes you can't run. Robert Jordan
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Sandar came to stand beside him, frowning down at the crumpled High Lord. "He does not look so mighty lying there, " he said wonderingly. "He does not look so much greater than me. Robert Jordan
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He smelled the odor of the pine boughs under him, the piney smell of the crushed needles and the sharper odor of the resinous sap from the cut limbs.. This is the smell I love. This and fresh-cut clover, the crushed sage as you ride after cattle, wood-smoke and the burning leaves of autumn. That must be the odor of nostalgia, the smell of the smoke from the piles of raked leaves burning in the streets in the fall in Missoula. Which would you rather smell? Sweet grass the Indians used in their baskets? Smoked leather? The odor of the ground in the spring after rain? The smell of the sea as you walk through the gorse on a headland in Galicia? Or the wind from the land as you come in toward Cuba in the dark? That was the odor of cactus flowers, mimosa and the sea-grape shrubs. Or would you rather smell frying bacon in the morning when you are hungry? Or coffee in the morning? Or a Jonathan apple as you bit into it? Or a cider mill in the grinding, or bread fresh from the oven? . Ernest Hemingway
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I've seen men die because they were sure that what should not happen, would not.- Robert Jordan(The eye of the world, Wheel of time) Robert Jordan