Wind and Truth (The Stormlight Archive, #5)

by Brandon Sanderson

Still, Kaladin forced the dark thoughts behind him and presented good thoughts, like soldiers with spears, to keep them away.

Sometimes a hypocrite is just a man in the process of changing.

An inquisitive mind did not stop asking questions just because it found answers.

“When you were a child,” she said, “you were taught what a child can understand. Why does nuance terrify you, Szeth?” “Because,” he whispered, “I can’t predict it.”

The dirty secret is that all governments are quietly republics—the voting is simply done with the sword or with coin. Everyone conveniently neglects to tell the lower class that it’s their coin, and their lack of swords.

“Originality is impossible.”

“Paint for me the picture,” Nohadon replied, “of what a perfect outcome looks like to you.”

That is art: when untested skill meets unplanned catastrophe.”