Words of Radiance (The Stormlight Archive, #2)

by Brandon Sanderson

Do not let your assumptions about a culture block your ability to perceive the individual, or you will fail.”

Expectation wasn’t just about what people expected of you. It was about what you expected of yourself.

“Spren are . . . power . . . shattered power. Power given thought by the perceptions of men. Honor, Cultivation, and . . . and another. Fragments broken off.”

“I ain’t grouchy,” Teft snapped. “I just have a low threshold for stupidity.”

“All stories told have been told before. We tell them to ourselves, as did all men who ever were. And all men who ever will be. The only things new are the names.”

As I fear not a child with a weapon he cannot lift, I will never fear the mind of a man who does not think.’”

“If I protect . . .” He coughed. “If I protect . . . only the people I like, it means that I don’t care about doing what is right.” If he did that, he only cared about what was convenient for himself. That wasn’t protecting. That was selfishness.

“I will protect even those I hate,” Kaladin whispered through bloody lips. “So long as it is right.”