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Adolin nodded, then gave Kaladin a quick salute—tapping his wrists together with hands in fists. The Bridge Four salute.
Wakanda Forever
“Have you ever come to the sudden realization,” Dalinar said softly, “that you’re not the man everyone thinks you are?” “Yes,” Taravangian whispered. “More daunting, however, are similar moments: when I realize I’m not the man I think of myself as being.”
“We spoke once,” Dalinar said, “of a leader forced to either hang an innocent man or free three murderers.” “I remember.” “How does one live after making a decision like that? Particularly if you eventually discover you made the wrong choice?” “This is the sacrifice, isn’t it?” Taravangian said softly. “Someone must bear the responsibility. Someone must be dragged down by it, ruined by it. Someone must stain their soul so others may live.” “But you’re a good king, Taravangian. You didn’t murder your way to your throne.” “Does it matter? One wrongly imprisoned man? One murder in an alley that a
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Good night, dear Urithiru. Good night, sweet Sibling. Good night, Radiants. —From drawer 29-29, ruby
Good night, moon
Or maybe they feared him because of the black sword in a silver sheath that he wore strapped to his back. Oh, it’s the lake! the sword said in his mind. It had an eager voice that didn’t sound distinctly feminine or masculine. You should draw me, Szeth! I would love to see the lake. Vasher says there are magic fish here. Isn’t that interesting?
Nightblood!
“You know of cruelty, sword-nimi?” Vivenna used to tell me that cruelty is only for men, as is mercy. Only we can choose one or the other, and beasts cannot.
Vivenna!
The world is the same as it’s always been, Adolin thought. These things we’re finding—monsters and Radiants—aren’t new. They were only hidden. The world has always been like this, even if I didn’t know it.
“Are you balking at the price?” the man said. “What is the money to you? Potential? If you never spend it, you gain nothing by having it. And the witness of what is to come will far recompense you for small means expended!” “I…” Kaladin said, raising his hand against the light. “Storms, man. I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“They won’t let me ride one of the flying spren.” “Smart.” “Insufferable.” “Why on Roshar would you look at one of those things and think, ‘You know what, I need to get on its back’?” Syl looked at him as if he were crazy. “Because they can fly.” “So can you. Actually, so can I.” “You don’t fly, you fall the wrong way.”
“That’s not flying, that’s falling with style.”
“Where’s your sense of adventure?” “I dragged it out back and clubbed it senseless for getting me into the army.
“I’m mysterious,” Kaladin said. “I used to think you were. Then I found out you don’t like good puns—it’s truly possible to know too much about somebody.”
“And you didn’t think this was important to tell me?” “Sure I did. Right now.”
“There is satisfaction,” he said to Dalinar, “in creating a list of things you can actually accomplish, then removing them one at a time. As I said, a simple joy.”
“Sometimes, a hypocrite is nothing more than a man who is in the process of changing.”
Love wasn’t about being right or wrong, but about standing up and helping when your partner’s back was bowed.
“You, always about dreams. My soul weeps. Farewell, weeping soul. My dreams … about, always, You.”
You will love. You will hurt. You will dream. And you will die. Each man’s past is your future.’ “ ‘Then what is the point?’ I asked. ‘If all has been seen and done?’ “ ‘The question,’ she replied, ‘is not whether you will love, hurt, dream, and die. It is what you will love, why you will hurt, when you will dream, and how you will die. This is your choice. You cannot pick the destination, only the path.’ ”
I tried my best to hide this, the Stormfather said. “So we could continue living a lie?” It is, in my experience, the thing men do best.
“One can believe in a story without believing it happened.”
“Mmmm,” Pattern said. “I do not like being stabbed.” “Wise words, friend. Wise words.”
“Were you … thinkin’ you’d fight them all on your own?” Lift said. “With a book?” “There is someone else for me to fight here.” “… With a book?” “Yes.” She shook her head. “Sure, all right. Why not? What do you want me to do?”
The most important step a man can take. It’s not the first one, is it? It’s the next one.
“I will take responsibility for what I have done,” Dalinar whispered. “If I must fall, I will rise each time a better man.”
“I’m broken.” “Who isn’t? Life breaks us, Teft. Then we fill the cracks with something stronger.”
She clambered up onto the prow of the ship, releasing a loud string of curses. Wow, the sword said. That’s impressive vocabulary for a child. Does she even know what that last one means? Szeth Lashed himself into the air after the Fused. If she does know what it means, the sword added, do you think she’d tell me?
He’d once believed he had been four men in his life, but he now saw he’d grossly underestimated. He hadn’t lived as two, or four, or six men—he had lived as thousands, for each day he became someone slightly different. He hadn’t changed in one giant leap, but across a million little steps.
Shallan had found that no matter how bad things got, someone would be making tea.
Some people could celebrate despite the scars. Kaladin accepted that. He merely wished he knew how they did it.
You could protect your home. You could kill to defend the people inside. But what if you’d stolen that house in the first place? What if the people you killed were only trying to get back what was rightfully theirs?
“We lift the bridge together, Teft,” Kaladin said. “And we carry it.”
‘Life before death, strength before weakness, journey before pancakes.’
“You are beautiful.” “Only because you’re here. Without you, I fade.”
We took Shardblades from the women, he thought, glancing at the one hung on the wall above his desk. And they seized literacy from us. Who got the better deal, I wonder?
The most important words a man can say are, “I will do better.” These are not the most important words any man can say. I am a man, and they are what I needed to say.
