The Blinding Knife (Lightbringer, #2)

by Brent Weeks

Bewildered as he might be, sometimes a man’s highest calling is simply to stand, and hug.

how can you explain why you were crying when the answer would either take an hour or one word?

He was terribly in love with Karris, but this woman tugged at him on several layers beneath the rational. “Me,

Love is not a whim. Love is not a flower that fades with a few fleeting years. Love is a choice wedded to action, my husband, and I chose you, and I will choose you every day for the rest of my life.”