Rhythm of War (The Stormlight Archive, #4)

by Brandon Sanderson

“Here,” she said. “In the corner. I think this is right.” “Mmm…” he said. “A few degrees off, so technically acute.”

Stop, he thought forcibly. You’ve held yourself together in rougher winds than this, Kaladin. Breathe deeply. It will pass. It always does.

Kaladin opened his eyes as Syl flew up in the form of a miniature Fourth Bridge.

“If there is one thing I can guarantee you about humankind, Last Listener, it is this: Provide them with a sword, and they will find a way to impale themselves upon it.”