Defiant (Skyward, #4)

by Brandon Sanderson

Being old isn’t that bad. Except for your body, your eyesight, your sense of balance, and waking up each morning feeling like you’ve been nailed in place.

He was cute when he went through deep personal crises balancing his belief in the rule of law with the practical need to get things done.

“Drones,” I said. “That’s annoying. You mean I won’t get to feast on the blood of my enemies?” I paused. “I wonder what motor oil tastes like.”

“Rig,” I declared to him, “I need science.” “You need therapy.” “You need better jokes.” “You need a better sense of humor.”

The only time I wanted to be carried was if I was bleeding out, and he was romantically carting me to the medic.

don’t think most people want to do what’s right. That’s what makes doing the right thing noble. It’s a conscious choice. A hard one. If it were easy, then why would we respect it so much?”

“I’ll admit, there was one element I wasn’t factoring in earlier that may have changed my expectations.” “And what is that?” Rinakin asked. “I’d momentarily forgotten,” Jorgen said, with a smile, “that Spensa was involved.”