Kaladin Stromblessed Quotes

“And so, in the face of the most awful darkness he’d ever felt, Kaladin Stormblessed took a deep breath.
Then stood up.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Wind and Truth

“I will protect even those I hate,' Kaladin whispered through bloody lips, 'So long as it is right”
― Brandon Sanderson, Words of Radiance

“I accept that there will be those I cannot protect.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Rhythm of War

“Run. Flee. I'll chase you. I will never stop. I am eternal. I am the storm.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Rhythm of War

“Kaladin stared outward at the blue sky. “I have to know,” he whispered.
“Know?”
“You asked why I protect Dalinar. I have to know if he really is what he seems, Syl. I have to know if one of them lives up to his reputation. That will tell me-“
“Tell you? Tell you what?”
“If honor is dead, Kaladin whispered.
“He is,” Syl said. “But he lives on in men. And in me.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Words of Radiance

“What is a man’s life worth?” Dalinar asked softly.
“The slavemasters say one is worth about two emerald broams,” Kaladin said, frowning.
“And what do you say?”
“A life is priceless,” he said immediately, quoting his father.
Dalinar smiled, wrinkle lines extending from the corners of his eyes. “Coincidentally, that is the exact value of a Shardblade. So today, you and your men sacrificed to buy me twenty-six hundred priceless lives. And all I had to repay you with was a single priceless sword. I call that a bargain.”
“You really think it was a good trade, don’t you?” Kaladin said, amazed.
Dalinar smiled in a way that seemed strikingly paternal. "For my honor? Unquestionably.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Way of Kings By Sanderson Brandon

“Some people—like a festering finger or a leg shattered beyond repair—just needed to be removed.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Way of Kings

“I won’t stand there and watch while men die behind me. We have to be better than that! We can’t look away like the lighteyes, pretending we don’t see. This man is one of us. Just like Dunny was.
“The lighteyes talk about honor. They spout empty claims about their nobility. Well, I’ve only known one man in my life who was a true man of honor. He was a surgeon who would help anyone, even those who hated him. Especially those who hated him. Well, we’re going to show Gaz, and Sadeas, Hashal, and any other sodden fool who cares to watch, what he taught me. Now go to work and stop complaining!”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Way of Kings

“A name,” the windspren said, walking through the air to stand beside his face. She was in the shape of a young woman, complete with flowing skirt and delicate feet. “Sylphrena.”
“Sylphrena,” Kaladin repeated, tying on the sandals.
“Syl,” the spirit said. She cocked her head. “That’s amusing. It appears that I have a nickname.”
“Congratulations.” Kaladin stood up again, wobbling.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Way of Kings

“There’s nothing you could have done….
There isn’t ever anything I can do. Stormfather, why can’t I save them?”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Way of Kings

“But the sky and winds are mine. I calim them, as now I calim your life”
― Brandon Sanderson, Words of Radiance

“If he kills us, he’s simply dropped us off at a place we were going anyway. We shouldn’t hasten it, and it is sad. But see, he can’t take our moments, our Connection, Kaladin. And those are things that really matter.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Rhythm of War

“It was as if their names were the last things they owned, and wouldn't be given up cheaply, though they seemed surprised–perhaps even encouraged–that someone cared enough to ask.”
― Brandon Sanderson, WAY OF KINGS

“The sorrow,” Shallan said softly, “of watching a life crumble? Of struggling to grab it and hold on, but feeling hope become stringy sinew and blood beneath your fingers as everything collapses?”
“Yes.”
“The sensation—it’s not sorrow, but something deeper—of being broken. Of being crushed so often, and so hatefully, that emotion becomes something you can only wish for. If only you could cry, because then you’d feel something. Instead, you feel nothing. Just . . . haze and smoke inside. Like you’re already dead.”
He stopped in the chasm.
She turned and looked to him. “The crushing guilt,” she said, “of being powerless. Of wishing they’d hurt you instead of those around you. Of screaming and scrambling and hating as those you love are ruined, popped like a boil. And you have to watch their joy seeping away while you can’t do anything. They break the ones you love, and not you. And you plead. Can’t you just beat me instead?”
“Yes,” he whispered.
Shallan nodded, holding his eyes. “Yes. It would be nice if nobody in the world knew of those things, Kaladin Stormblessed. I agree. With everything I have.”
He saw it in her eyes. The anguish, the frustration. The terrible nothing that clawed inside and sought to smother her. She knew. It was there, inside. She had been broken.
Then she smiled. Oh, storms. She smiled anyway.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Words of Radiance

“لقد أخبرتني أن الأمر سيزداد سوءًا." قال وِت: ”ستسوء الأمور، ولكن بعد ذلك ستتحسن. ثم ستسوء مرة أخرى. ثم تتحسن. هذه هي الحياة، ولن أكذب بالقول أنَّ كل يوم سيكون مشرقًا. ولكن الشمس ستشرقُ مجددًا، وهذا قولٌ مختلف تمامًا. هذه هي الحقيقة. أعدك يا كالادان: سيغْمُركَ الدفء مجددًا.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Rhythm of War