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“Everything you’ve done—Kal, everything you’ve been—has prepared you for what’s next.
She would not be afraid of her own art.
“On the way to the meeting today,” Dalinar said, his expression distant, “I encountered a god…”
All the aphorisms, rituals, and writings were for the comfort of the people at best—or the control of them at worst.
There was something up there, it just wasn’t God. It was a group of ordinary people. She didn’t know what terrified her more. The idea of some powerful, all-knowing deity that controlled everything—destroying her free will, yet for some reason still leaving the entire world in so much pain. Or the knowledge that there were beings who ruled the cosmere with immense power—but they had all the foibles, flaws, and limited morality of anyone else.
“What is right,” she said, “is not so easy as swearing an oath, Uncle. It’s about what brings the greatest good to the most people—and sometimes that requires making difficult decisions.”
“Once. It wasn’t a full Ascension, but a mortal did give up the power once. It proved to be the wrong choice, but it was the most selfless thing I believe I’ve ever witnessed. So yes, Dalinar, it is possible. But not easy.”
Baxil himself … always felt he was one calm breeze away from dissipating. Like smoke from a dead fire.
She shouldn’t have had to go through such a terrible, painful childhood—but since she had, she might as well storming weaponize it.
at the edge of the world and the advent of the end of all things—Kaladin Stormblessed allowed himself to be happy.
You know what I’d admire? A man who gave an oath, then realized it was storming stupid and broke it—apologized—and moved on with his life, determined not to make that kind of mistake again.”
“Because it’s her choice to make,” Venli said, grasping what her mother meant. “And so her choice is the right one. We will respect it.”
“I’m not in opposition to their god, because their god—as they imagine him, all-powerful and all-knowing—does not exist. I can no more be in opposition to that than I am to an imaginary childhood friend—you cannot wrestle with, fight, or oppose something that does not exist. I oppose the assumptions that people make. Because if you start with faulty assumptions…”
“We’re on a journey,” she said. “Between who we were, and who we want to be.
“My moral philosophy is to do the most good I can in any situation,” Jasnah said.
I’ve heard the name of my killer screamed on the lips of a dying man. And it’s not you.”
MAN WHOSE SOLE SCRIPTURE WAS A REQUEST FOR A BRIBE. NOW HE WAS A GOD.
Our era has ended.”
they didn’t make deities like they once had.
staring toward the sky. The ceiling was in the way, but that didn’t matter.
None of them had seen it, because when possibilities were infinite, you could get a tad overwhelmed.
That’s when we see the mettle of a person. That is art: when untested skill meets unplanned catastrophe.”