I thought I’d gotten over feeling like I need to strangle members of this team. Turns out my desire to murder Cody in a violent, dehumanizing fashion had nothing to do with the darkness. It was completely natural.
So yes, I, Adolin Kholin – cousin to the king, heir to the Kholin princedom – have shat myself in my Shardplate. Three times, all on purpose.
A party. What was I going to do at a party? I had a feeling I’d have been much better off in the water with the sharks.
There was no correcting past mistakes, especially since he could see no real ‘mistakes’ he had made. He had done the best he could, and that had proven insufficient.
That was why he’d come back. It was about Tien, it was about Dalinar, and it was about what was right – but most of all, it was about protecting people. This was the man he wanted to be.
I think you underestimate the stubbornness a crown can press into a man.
Cuz in my experience, marryin’ is the one thing people seem to get worse at the more they do it. Well, that and bein’ alive.
People are people. Whatever happens, they make communities, struggle for normalcy. Even.
Your grasp of the language is startling,” Wax said, “considering how you so frequently brutalize it.” “Ain’t nobody what knows the cow better than the butcher, Wax.
The world was dying. Its gods had to die with it.
Failure is the mark of a life well lived. In turn, the only way to live without failure is to be of no use to anyone.
Wayne shrugged. “Guess anytime I find a corpse and it ain’t my fault they’re dead, I feel a little relieved.
To be human is to seek beauty, Shallan. Do not despair, do not end the hunt because thorns grow in your way.
Everything’s going to change, Sazed, and I can’t stop it.” Sazed smiled fondly. “Then, Mistress,” he said quietly, “simply enjoy what you have. The future will surprise you, I think.
On the three-hundredth anniversary of my birth, I finally managed to conquer the world.
How easily Elend spoke of hope and humor, as if being happy were simply a decision one made. Some people assumed that it was. Once, Sazed might have agreed with them. Now, his stomach simply twisted, and he felt sick at the thought of taking pretty much any action. His thoughts were constantly invaded by doubts.
Doing something brave is much like saying something stupid. You rarely plan on it happening.
You are offered proof only once you believe, but if you believe, you can find proof in anything. It is a logical conundrum.
Breeze shrugged. “Manipulation works so well on a personal level, i don’t see why it wouldn’t be an equally viable national policy.
Elend sat still in a room full of men who trusted him, even as they rejected him.