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1088 pages, ebook
First published November 17, 2020
"Honor is not dead so long as he lives in the heart of men."
"For the men chatting together softly, the change was in being shown sunlight again. In being reminded that the darkness did pass. But perhaps most important, the change was in not merely knowing that you weren't alone - but in feeling it."
"Is he trustworthy?"
"Absolutely, he's Bridge Four."
"No man can judge another man's heart or trials, for no man can truly know them."
"He hated that to every one of them, he was some kind of representation of an entire people. He wanted to be seen as a person, not a symbol."
"Time. It is a sadistic master. It made adults of children - and then gleefully, relentlessly, stole away everything it had given."
"I've listened to ardents talk. I've been poked and prodded. I've been stuck in the dark. None of that worked as well as knowing this one thing, sir. He still gets up. He still fights. So I figure... I figure I can, too."
"You can bear it. You can remember it. Our weakness doesn't make us weak. Our weakness makes us strong. For we had to carry it all these years."
"Since we all go to the same place in the end, the moments we spent with each other are the only things that do matter. The times we helped each other."
"Storytelling is essentially about cheating. The challenge is to make everyone believe you've lived a thousand lives. Make them feel the pain you have not felt, make them see the sights you have not seen, and make them know the truths you have made up"
Humans are a poem. A song.
For ones so soft, they are somehow strong.
For ones so varied, they are somehow intense.
For ones so lost, they are somehow determined.
For ones so confused, they are somehow brilliant.
For ones so tarnished, they are somehow bright.
Radiant.
“We need to remember the past.. We need to remember what we passed through to get here.”
“Some people charged toward the goal, running for all they had. Others stumbled. But it wasn’t the speed that mattered.
It was the direction they were going.”
“Had she done harm without realizing it? Possibly. Had she made mistakes? Certainly. But she’d been trying to help. That was her journey.”
“No one ever accomplished anything by being content with who they were… We accomplish greta things by reaching toward who we could become.”
“Never underestimate the strength of a soldier trained to stand fast.”
“Never underestimate the simple intimidating force of a man who won’t back down.”
“Never underestimate the worth of being willing to hold. Your. GROUND.”
“What is a secret but a surprise to be discovered?”
“Our weakness doesn’t make us weak. Our weakness makes us strong. For we had to carry it all these years.”
“Honor is not dead so long as he lives in the hearts of men!”
“We don’t always see strength the right way […] Weakness doesn’t make someone weak, you see. It’s the opposite.”
“We can never know another man’s heart, Brightness Sylphrena, but we all know what it is to live and have pain.”
“So good with words. Humans are like persuasionspren. I can’t speak with one of you without being changed.”
“[…] that your actions define you more than your intentions. That your goals and the journey used to attain them must align.”
“Do you know what the humans gain by being so forceful? In reaching to seize before they are ready? Yes, their works crumble. Yes, their nations collapse from within. Yes, they end up squabbling, and fighting, and killing one another. But in the moment, they are the sprinter who outpaces the steady runner. In the moment, they create wonders. One cannot fault their audacity. Their imagination.”
“It will [get worse] but then it will get better. Then it will get worse again. Then better. This is life, and I will not lie by saying every day will be sunshine. But there will be sunshine again, and that is a very different thing to say. That is truth. I promise you, [redacted] You will be warm again.”
“We are the listeners. We will cast off everything – including our very forms if we must – to find freedom.”
“Who is a better swimmer? It’s the sailor who has swum his entire life, even if he encounters rough seas that challenge him. Who is the stronger man? It is the man who must pull himself by his arms. And that swordsman with one arm… He was probably the best in raw skill. He couldn’t win because of his disadvantages, but he wasn’t weaker than the others […] Tell me. Who is the strongest of mind? The woman whose emotions are always on her side? Or the woman whose own thoughts betray her? […] Our weakness doesn’t make us weak. Our weakness makes us strong. For we had to carry it all these years.”
“Radiant? How? How do you still fight?’
‘The same you do. One day at a time, always taking the next step.’”
“The Ideals don’t fix us, sir. You know that. We have to fix ourselves. Perhaps with a little help.”
I have discovered the entrance to the realm of gods and legends, and once I join them, my kingdom will never end. I will never end.”
“Extinction is the natural escalation of this war,” Leshwi whispered. “If you forget why you are fighting, then victory itself becomes the goal.”
“Adolin is right,” Veil said. “He’s always been right about you. Tell me. Who is the strongest of mind? The woman whose emotions are always on her side? Or the woman whose own thoughts betray her? You have fought this fight every day of your life, Shallan. And you are not weak.”
“Adolin?” Kaladin said as he changed. “Your first thought was to get Adolin?”
“I needed someone you couldn’t intimidate,” she replied. “That list at best includes three people. And the queen was likely to transform you into a crystal goblet or something.”
People I loved (too many to name)
People I loved hating (Taravangian and Moash you know what you’ve done)
Relationships I am rooting for (Adolin/Maya, Adolin/Gallant, Adolin/Shallan, Kal/Syl, Jasnah/Witt :P)
Characters I sobbed to say goodbye to (sheds a lonely tear)
Characters I cheered for as they had their big moments (Navani, Adolin, Shallan, Kaladin, Dalinar, Rlain etc etc etc)
Cosmere information that will have me pondering for awhile after this
SO MUCH MORE…
Every honor he’d been given seemed to highlight how vacant his life really was. Titles couldn’t fill a room with life.
His entire life had been a futile effort to stop a storm by yelling at it. The storm didn’t care.