Wind and Truth: Book Five of the Stormlight Archive (The Stormlight Archive, 5)

when the predetermined answers flee, then the solution comes down to who you are. That’s when we see the mettle of a person. That is art: when untested skill meets unplanned catastrophe.”

They could all read each other better than he could read them, and that made them assume they understood him. When the truth was, he didn’t work by the same rules, and he never had. He saw the world from a different perspective.

“We do have to make awful decisions sometimes. They will be flawed because we are flawed. That is not a reason, however, to give up on finding better solutions. And the destination…” “… must not undermine the journey.”

This path leads to both pain and joy, Glys said. “So much better to feel,” Renarin said, “than to take the path that leads to only greyness and safe solitude. This is what I want. Him, yes, but also the life where we try to blend these worlds.”

“A hundred days of preparation are needed for one day of spontaneity,” Yanagawn said.

So how do I protect, but not live to protect?”

“And what if by giving up our edge, we lose?” Szeth asked. “Then we lose, Szeth,” Kaladin said. “Maybe we even die. But in doing so, we retain ourselves—because I tell you, there are worse fates.”

“Strategies—most of them useless. I’d build up in my mind how each play would be one gust in what became a storm of winnings, digging me out of my problems. Each win felt good, like I was taking a step toward being worth something.”

“We’re on a journey,” she said. “Between who we were, and who we want to be. Both of us.”