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November 14 - November 30, 2017
“I don’t know of this thing. Light in a perfect stone doesn’t run out, so you can give Stormlight to the moneychangers. They use devices to transfer it from smaller gemstones to their perfect ones. Then they give you credit to spend in the city.”
“You don’t fly, you fall the wrong way.”
“I had a splinter once,” Shallan noted. “It eventually got out of hand.”
“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.”
It took being a soldier to understand the heroism of simply being willing to continue after all your friends had died.
Isn’t a principle about what you give up, not what you gain?”
“Sometimes, a hypocrite is nothing more than a man who is in the process of changing.”
“All things exist in three realms, Dalinar,” Nohadon said. “The Physical: what you are now. The Cognitive: what you see yourself as being. The Spiritual: the perfect you, the person beyond pain, and error, and uncertainty.”
Love wasn’t about being right or wrong, but about standing up and helping when your partner’s back was bowed. He
“New recruits might get bored by guard duty, but you’ll never find a veteran complaining about a nice quiet afternoon full of not being stabbed.”
‘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 am not only a Herald, but a Skybreaker of the Fifth Ideal. Though I was originally skeptical of the Radiants, I believe I am the only one who eventually joined his own order.
“Shallan, I killed Sadeas.” She blinked,
Maybe the vase is cracked, but that only means it can show what’s inside. And I like what’s inside.”
“I can see that the variety of humankind is what gives you strength. Your ability to change your minds, to go against what you once thought, can be a great advantage.
When you boys next meet the swordsman who taught you that morning kata, warn him that I’m looking for him.”
Lore is confident there were nine, an unholy number, asymmetrical and often associated with the enemy.
That is the truth that destroyed the Radiants.”
A Blade that bleeds darkness and cannot be defeated. I can give it to you.
“Mmmm,” Pattern said. “I do not like being stabbed.” “Wise words, friend. Wise words.”
“Relax, grandpa. Steal the rock. I can do that.”
The most important step a man can take. It’s not the first one, is it? It’s the next one. Always the next step, Dalinar.
“You cannot have my pain.”
“If I pretend … If I pretend I didn’t do those things, it means that I can’t have grown to become someone else.”
“I will take responsibility for what I have done,” Dalinar whispered. “If I must fall, I will rise each time a better man.”
“I am Unity.” He slammed both hands together. And combined three realms into one.
Life breaks us, Teft. Then we fill the cracks with something stronger.”
Stand up, he thought. And do better.
Venli missed being someone who cared about something other than power. Knowledge, favoritism, forms, wealth—it was all the same to her. Where had she gone wrong?
“Ten spears go to battle,” he whispered, “and nine shatter. Did that war forge the one that remained? No, Amaram. All the war did was identify the spear that would not break.”
He was still nervous talking to people, and didn’t like being touched.
“I think I used up all my Radianting for the day,”
“You looked like person who needed hug.”
It becomes the responsibility of every man, upon realizing he lacks the truth, to seek it out. —From The Way of Kings, postscript
“I want you to teach me how to read.”
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.
A journey will have pain and failure. It is not only the steps forward that we must accept. It is the stumbles. The trials. The knowledge that we will fail. That we will hurt those around us. But if we stop, if we accept the person we are when we fall, the journey ends. That failure becomes our destination. To love the journey is to accept no such end. I have found, through painful experience, that the most important step a person can take is always the next one.
He passed the sentry post, and wondered if anyone else thought it irregular that the Fused spent so much time here near this fallen section of the palace. Did anyone wonder why they worked so hard, clearing blocks, breaking down walls?

