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.
Oh, hell,” Kelsier said. “There’s actually a God?” “Yes.” Kelsier decked him.
The robots, on the other hand, acted like a bunch of youthful dreams and got thoroughly crushed.
At each corner, you expect to turn and see the withered, skeletal remains of some poor researcher who got lost in the stacks and never found his way out.
Pity can be a powerful tool. Anytime you can make someone else feel something, you’ve got power over them.
Then I will be proven wrong,” Sazed said. He turned, looking into her eyes. “But kindly remember that the last ime I disobeyed the Synod, the result was the collapse of the Final Empire and the freedom of our people.
Spensa, I hear no more footfalls. Have you temporary stopped being bipedal?
Only a fool thinks that weapons are more important than strategy and motion.
My association with you has been convincing people I’m insane for years now.
What would it take?” she asked. “For you to see a miracle instead of a coincidence?” “It would take a miracle, obviously,” Silence said, picking up her knife. “Instead of just a coincidence.
Pardon. I meant that you have discriminating taste in books.” “I’ve never eaten one, actually.” “Brightness, I believe you are having sport with me.” “Not yet I’m not. I haven’t even really begun.” “I – ” “Now,” she said, “you were right to compare the mind and the stomach.” “But – ” “Too many of us,” she said, “take great pains with what we ingest through our mouths, and far less with what we partake of through our ears and eyes. Wouldn’t you say?
He clutched to these names, repeating each one in his head, holding them like precious gemstones. The names mattered. The men mattered. Perhaps Kaladin would die in the next bridge run, or perhaps he would break under the strain, and give Amaram one final victory. But as he settled down on the ground to plan, he felt that tiny warmth burning steadily within him. It was the warmth of decisions made and purpose seized. It was responsibility.
My robotic ghost would haunt your fleshy one.
It was his ability to trust,” she said. “It was the way that he made good people into better people, the way that he inspired them. His crew worked because he had confidence in them – because he respected them. And, in return, they respected each other.
It turned out that strange little girls grow up to be strange young women.
Jasnah raised an eyebrow. “You will find wise men in any religion, Shallan, and good men in every nation. Those who truly seek wisdom are those who will acknowledge the virtue in their adversaries and who will learn from those who disabuse them of error. All others – heretic, Vorin, Ysperist, or Maakian – are equally closed-minded.
All right. Maybe I can get you one soul. Perhaps a tax collector... ’cept they ain’t human. Would they work? Or would you need, like, three of them to make up one normal person’s soul? -Lift.
The whole world could be going wrong, but seeing her made him forget.
It’s always a dangerous thing for a writer to resurrect a character. It threatens to undermine the consequences in a story, and minimizes the risks characters take. At the same time, I knew Kelsier’s story – in specific – was not yet finished. Readers sensed this. There was more to be told.
We can’t know everything – and some of what we think we know is going to turn out to be false.