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.
Vin: I don’t know — and it’s all your fault, you know. I used to understand everything. Now it’s all confused. Kelsier: Yes, we’ve messed you up right properly.
It’s what happens when you shoot someone,” Wayne pointed out. “At least, usually someone has the good sense to get dead when you go to all the trouble to shoot them.
Katar,” Raoden called. Yes, My Lord?” Do you know what it is? The secret, I mean?” Kahar smiled. “I havent’t been hungry in days, my lord. It is the most amazing feeling in the world-I don’t evern notice the pain anymore.” Raoden nodded, and Kahar left.
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.
We are not creatures of destinations. It is the journey that shapes us. Our callused feet, our backs strong from carrying the weight of our travels, our eyes open with the fresh delight of experiences lived.
