Oathbringer: Book Three of the Stormlight Archive

“I will take responsibility for what I have done,” Dalinar whispered. “If I must fall, I will rise each time a better man.”

You cannot pick the destination, only the path.’ ”

Personally, I think life is fair. It’s merely that often, you can’t immediately see what balances it.”

I like him, Veil thought. An … odd thought, in how much stronger that feeling was to Veil than it had been to Shallan. I like that brooding sense he has about him, those dangerous eyes. Why did Shallan focus so much on Adolin? He was nice, but also bland. You couldn’t tease him without feeling bad, but Kaladin, he glared at you in the most satisfyi

“Easy,” Taravangian said, pushing her toward another set of notations on the wall. “We send that Dustbringer’s spren to spy. Dalinar Kholin reeks of secrets. We can break him, and I can take his place—as the coalition will see me as nonthreatening—whereupon we’ll be in a position of power to negotiate with Odium—who will, by laws of spren and gods,

The Diagram hadn’t seen the effect the second son, Renarin, would have—he was a completely wild element. Taravangian finished his notations, proud, and wandered toward the door, which he opened without looking up. “Get me a copy of the surgeon’s words upon my birth,” he said to those outside. “Oh, and kill those children.” The music trailed off as

You are not worse for your association with the world, but it is better for its association with you.”

You tried to help the people of the market. You mostly failed. This is life. The longer you live, the more you fail. 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. Trust me, I’ve practiced.”

Perhaps we can feel alone together.”