Faith means that it doesn’t matter what happens. You can trust that somebody is watching. Trust that somebody will make it all right.
BRANDON SANDERSONIt 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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There are two kinds of people in this world, son. Those who save lives, and those who take lives.” “And what of those who protect and defend? Those who save lives by taking lives?” “That’s like trying to stop a storm by blowing harder. Ridiculous. You can’t protect by killing.
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Sometimes the prize is not worth the costs. The means by which we achieve victory are as important as the victory itself.
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The man who spent his youth being shoved around, however … When that man gets a little power and authority, he often uses it to become a tyrant on par with the worst warlords in history.
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So,” Marasi said, “you traded a dead man’s scarf for another dead man’s gun. But…the gun itself belonged to someone dead, so by the same logic.
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Finally, you found yourself in the wrong city, wondering why the signs on the roadway hadn’t led you better.
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”To Parlin’s mind, nothing showed affection like a hunk of something dead and bleeding on the table.
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If I should die,” Dalinar said, “then I would do so having lived my life right. It is not the destination that matters, but how one arrives there.” “The Codes?” “No. The Way of Kings.” “That storming book.
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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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The right belief is like a good cloak, I think. If it fits you well, it keeps you warm and safe. The wrong fit however, can suffocate.
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How do you ‘accidentally’ kill a noble man in his own mansion?” “With a knife in the chest. Or, rather, a pair of knives in the chest.
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You cannot blame me for being what I am. Without me, nothing would end. Nothing could end. And therefore, nothing could grow. I am life. Would you fight life itself?
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An ominous crash came from the clouds above them, and Raoden felt a wet drop splat against his head. “Fantastic,” Galladon grumbled. “I’m enjoying myself already.
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I still doubt it will work.” “You’d doubt the sun’s rising if you weren’t proven wrong each day,” Raoden said with a smile.
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You’ve managed– in our short three years together– to kill not only my god, but my father, my brother, and my fiance. That’s kind of like a homicidal hat trick. It’s a strange foundation for a relationship, wouldn’t you say?
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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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