That’s kind of what trust is, isn’t it? A willful self-delusion.
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Act with honor, and Honor will aid you
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Attacking a provincial lord in his manor house, surrounded by guards…Honestly, Kell, I’d nearly forgotten how foolhardy you can be. “Foolhardy?” Kelsier asked with a laugh. “that wasn’t foolhardy – that was just a small diversion. You should see some of the things
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True art was more than beauty; it was more than technique. It was not just imitation. It was boldness, it was contrast, it was subtlety.
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That’s the funny thing about arriving somewhere, Vin,” he said with a wink. “Once you’re there, the only thing you can really do is leave again.
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There was rarely an obvious branching point in a person’s life. People changed slowly, over time. You didn’t take on step, then find yourself in a completely new location.
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My dear, did you just try to prove the existence of God with your cleavage?
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Overcome your guilt. Care, but not too much. Take responsibility, but don’t blame yourself. Protect, save, help- but know when to give up. They’re precarious ledges to walk. How do I do it?
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Men had always told Kaladin that he fought like nobody else. He’d felt it on the first day he’d picked up a quarterstaff, though Tukks’s advice had helped him refine and channel what he could do.
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Wayne’s a little attached to that hat,” Waxillium said. “He thinks it’s lucky.” Wayne: “It is lucky. I ain’t never died while wearing that hat.” Marasi frowned. “I … I’m not sure I know how to respond.” Wax: “That’s a common reaction to Wayne.
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To age truly was to suffer the ultimate treason, that of one’s body against oneself.
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It sounds to me, young one,” Haddek said, “that you are searching for something that cannot be found.” “The truth?” Sazed said. “No,” Haddek replied. “A religion that requires no faith of its believers.
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My name is Stephen Leeds, and I am perfectly sane. My hallucinations, however, are all quite mad.
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I don’t have much time for stories,” Vin said. “Seems that fewer and fewer people do, these days.” A canopy kept off the ash, but he seemed unconcerned about the mists. “It makes me wonder what is so alluring about the real world that gives them all such a fetish for it. It’s not a very nice place these days.
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The door slammed open. Vivenna jumped, putting a hand to her chest. Vasher walked in. ‘Start reaching for that sword when you’re startled,’ he said. ‘There’s little reason to grab your shirt, unless you’re planning to rip it off.
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How did men believe in something that preached love on one hand, yet taught destruction of unbelievers on the other? How did one rationalize belief with no proof?
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