Rhythm of War: Book Four of the Stormlight Archive

“Heroism is a myth you tell idealistic young people—specifically when you want them to go bleed for you. It got one of my sons killed and another taken from me. You can keep your heroism and return to me the lives of those wasted on foolish conflicts.”

The humans fought like a great-shelled beast—a winding, relentless chasmfiend, all armor and teeth.

That’s the trouble with science. It’s never done. Always upending itself. Ruining perfect systems for the little inconvenience of them being wrong.”

“Nalathis. Scadarial. Tal Dain. Do you recognize any of those?”