How did men believe in something that preached love on one hand, yet taught destruction of unbelievers on the other?
But if there was such a thing as truth, it was far more complicated and murky than she’d assumed.
Cities balanced on the edge of sustainability, always one step from starvation. When you pressed so many people together, their cultures, ideas, and stenches rubbed off on one another. The result wasn’t civilization. It was contained chaos, pressurized, bottled up so it couldn’t escape.
We know how to take an incredibly large task and break it down to manageable pieces, then deal with each of those pieces. We.
My dear man!” Breeze said, leaning down. “Have I taught you nothing? Being in charge isn’t about doing anything – it’s about making certain that other people do what they’re supposed to! Delegation, my friend. Without it, we would have to bake our own bread and dig our own latrines!” Then, Breeze leaned in. “And, trust me. You don’t want to taste anything I’ve had a hand in baking. Ever. Particularly after I’ve cleaned a latrine.
I’ll have more than that.” He tapped the windowsill. “I’m going to refound the Knights Radiant.
What was wrong with that young man who answered the door?” Wyndle asked. “Dunno,” Lift said. “Some people are just born like that.
And don’t you give me that innocent look. These are the Forests. Everybody here has done something, now and then, that you don’t want others to know about...
The foolishness of men who care, Dalinar,” Wit said. “And the brilliance of those who do not. The second depend on the first – but also exploit the first – while the first misunderstand the second, hoping that the second are more like the first. And all of their games steal our time. Second by second.
El cuerpo necesita muchas comidas diferentes para mantenerse sano. Y la mente necesita muchas ideas distintas para mantenerse aguda.
You made some contacts, you were seen, and you practiced your twittering.
The first step in taking control of a nation, Arteth, is the simplest. You find someone to hate.
Fighting makes you strong, but also callous. I worry I have learned too much of the latter and not enough of the former.
People are never pleased when you reveal that their beliefs are wrong.
She’d built her life around not having to wait for anyone or anything.
It was too late to change one’s aim when the hammer was already falling. But it wasn’t too late to straighten his back.
It was a powerful man indeed who could mix integrity with savvy.
There always seemed to be a reason Kaladin survived when those he’d tried to help died. Some men might have seen that as a blessing, but he saw it as an ironic kind of torment.
The more faces we wear the more confused they become.
Silence spread from him like a bad smell.