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You have no power—you merely like to marry men who have it.” “How dare you—” “Deny it, Navani,” he snapped. “Deny that you loved one brother, but married the other. You pretended to adore a man you detested—all because you knew he would be king.”
Wowww
I have discovered the entrance to the realm of gods and legends, and once I join them, my kingdom will never end. I will never end.”
No. Don’t let his lies become your truth. Fight it.
Well, the Father of Storms and the Mother of the World ignored the desires of men, no matter how grand.
“You told that man you were sorry for his loss,” Abiajan said. “You say it so readily to each of them—but you seem to have the compassion of a stone. Do you feel nothing for these people?” “I feel, Brightness,” Lirin said, “but I must be careful not to be overwhelmed by their pain. It’s one of the first rules of becoming a surgeon.”
“Heroism is a myth you tell idealistic young people—specifically when you want them to go bleed for you. It got one of my sons killed and another taken from me. You can keep your heroism and return to me the lives of those wasted on foolish conflicts.”
“I obey the person who holds the sword to my neck, General,” Lirin said. “Same as I always have.”
the past that Kmakl regarded with such fondness was … well, like waves in water. Gone now, absorbed by the ocean of time. It was the future that excited her.
the more Kaladin fought these creatures, the more he respected their ways. He hadn’t expected to find honor among the enemy.
Today Veil intended to assassinate Ialai Sadeas.
That escalated quickly
You never got half of Dalinar Kholin. When he put his mind to something, you got the whole man—and had to simply pray to the Almighty that you could handle him.
Every honor he’d been given seemed to highlight how vacant his life really was. Titles couldn’t fill a room with life. Still, he turned and closed the door with a firm push.
Though he’d once seen her fascination as childlike, he’d evolved on that idea. She was just curious, desirous to learn. If that was childlike, then everyone needed more of it.
“Ha,” Rock said, standing. “He should try to come for me. That will let me get close enough to put hands on his neck and squeeze.” “You don’t fight.” “That? Is not fighting. Is exterminating. Even cook can kill rat he finds in his grain.”
“Last time, her recklessness nearly cost us everything. The Nine favor her boldness; they feel the weight of time. Yet boldness can be one step from foolishness. So we must prevent a catastrophe. This land is for the ordinary singers to inherit. I will not leave it desolate simply to prove we can murder better than our enemies.”
“I’m being forced into retirement,” Kaladin said softly. “Congratulations,” Zahel said. “Take the pension. Let all this become someone else’s problem.”
Lol
Zahel came in from Kaladin’s other side, and Kaladin barely turned in time, swinging his Blade. Zahel deflected the strike with his arm, which he’d wrapped with cloth. In his other hand he carried a long scarf that he whipped forward, catching Kaladin’s off hand and wrapping it with shocking tightness, like a coiling whip.
Ahh reminds me of warbreaker
I think we’re losing, Syl said. To a guy wielding something he found in Adolin’s sock drawer.
HAaha
Kaladin rubbed his neck. “I think … I think I have seen this style before. You fight like Azure does.” “She fights like me, boy.” “She’s hunting for you, I think.” “So Adolin has said. The fool woman will have to get through Cultivation’s Perpendicularity first, so I won’t hold my Breaths waiting for her to arrive.” He waved for Kaladin to come at him again.
Ahhhhh BREATHS.....
“I don’t have to believe,” the voice drifted back. “I know gods exist. I simply hate them.”
Oh my gosh i am LOVING this
Most of the world was embroiled in war, but Urithiru stood apart. A place of calm serenity above the storms.
a fair breeze one day was the herald of a tempest to come.
A man to wallow in blood, to be stained by it and destroyed by it, so that others might not suffer.”
“If you’re going to leave me,” she said, “then you’d best treat me well in the days leading up to your departure. So I remember you fondly and know that you love me.” “Is there ever a question of that?” She pulled back, then lightly ran her finger along his jaw. “A woman needs constant reminders. She needs to know that she has his heart, even when she cannot have his company.” “You have my heart always.”
You tell me I can make choices, then berate me when I make ones you do not like.”
No man can judge another man’s heart or trials, for no man can truly know them.”
We can never know another man’s heart, Brightness Sylphrena, but we all know what it is to live and have pain.
Protect some children. Sacrifice others. A choice only a god could make.
sometimes getting to new heights required more pain first.
“You should have been the surgeon, Adolin,” Kaladin said. “Not me. You care about people.” “Don’t be silly,” Adolin said, pulling open the door as he gestured at Kaladin’s work clothing. “I could never dress like that.” He left Kaladin with a wink.
“You … continue to follow the Almighty then?” Adolin asked. “Vorinism and all that? Despite finding out that the Heralds betrayed us?” “The Heralds are not God, but His servants,” Godeke said. “Storms know, I’ve failed Him more than once myself.” He adopted a distant expression. “I don’t think we can blame them for eventually wearing out. Rather, I think about how remarkable it is that they worked for so long to keep us safe.”
They wanted to know their pains were real, and that there was something—even something small—they could do about the problem. Simple affirmation could be worth more than medication.
Don’t be sorry for yourself. Be excited for the new path forward you’re making.
Kaladin looked to his mother, feeling helpless. She shrugged. “You shouldn’t force someone into war, Kaladin. Not unless you want to be like Amaram.”
Wow a little harsh..
“Thank you, Teft,” he whispered. “You shouldn’t have given up so much. But … thank you.” Teft nodded.
Giving up on one to save two others? Sure, it was great in principle. But doing it hurt.
“With all due respect, Brightlord, you should leave medical issues to those trained in them.”
Omg i hope kal humbles this man
“I know how you feel. Dark, like there’s never been light in the world. Like everything in you is a void, and you wish you could just feel something. Anything. Pain would at least tell you you’re alive. Instead you feel nothing. And you wonder, how can a man breathe, but already be dead?”
“I think we all hide pain to an extent,”
“Integrity doesn’t stop men from killing, Brightness,” Sebarial said. “It just makes them use different justifications.”
“If a man takes nothing in his life seriously, it makes a woman wonder. What is she? Another joke? Another whim?”
Like everyone, deep down he wanted to be useful. Humans were orderly beings. They liked to see lots of straight lines, if only so—in some cases—they could be the one drawing curves. And if a tool seemed broken at first glance, perhaps you were simply applying it to the wrong task.
“Well, she kept talking about how she loved swords. And how I was supposed to have a great sword. And how she wanted to see me wield my sword. And…” “And what?” “I bought her a sword,” he said, shrugging. “As a gift.” “Oh Adolin.” “I was fourteen!” he said. “What fourteen-year-old understands innuendo? I thought she actually wanted a sword!”
Lol
We all have reasons why we fail to live up to what we should be.…”
“We accomplish great things by reaching toward who we could become.”
Never underestimate the simple intimidating force of a man who won’t back down.
“I sometimes miss the flexibility of a young mind—it truly does lead one to explore paths that we, in our aged wisdom, never think to notice.
How could he worry about himself when others needed him?
“Pardon them, Brightness,” he said. “They likely don’t much like following a woman’s orders. Masculine arts and all that.” “And you?” she asked. “I figure the Blackthorn has studied every military text known to man,” he said. “And we could do worse for a general than the person who likely read ’em to him. Particularly if she’s willing to listen to a little sense. That’s more than I can say for some highlords I’ve followed.”
The line between a feint and a true collapse of morale was thin as a sheet of paper.
