Joy was more than just an absence of discomfort.
BRANDON SANDERSONThere 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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You cannot tempt the hearts of men who are pure.
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Our belief is often strongest when it should be weakest. That is the nature of hope.
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Why do they call it research if I’ve only done it this one time?
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You people are all insane. How I ended up with you, I’ll never know.” Breeze laughed. “Now, that’s a lie, Cett. You know exactly how you ended up joining with us. We threatened to kill you if you didn’t!
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Yet, upon closer examination he might see that without one, the other becomes useless. The wise man then sees that both lock and key were created for the same purpose.
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I bring you a message from a friend of ours,” she said quietly. “He wanted you to know that he’s not dead. He can’t be killed.” “He is hope.” The she raised the spear and rammed it directly into the Lord Ruler’s heart.
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I point out truths when I see them, Brightlord Sadeas. Each man has his place. Mine is to make insults. Yours is to be in-sluts.
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To live is to have worries and uncertainties. Keep them inside, and they will destroy you for certain–leaving behind a person so callused that emotion can find no root in his heart.
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There are no endings, and never will be endings, to the turning of the Wheel of Time. But it was an ending.
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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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Think of the possibilities–if the ash were red, the rivers would run like blood. Black is so monotonous that you can forget about it, but red–you’d always be thinking, ‘Why, look at that. That hill is red. That evil force of doom trying to destroy me certainly has style.
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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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I need something, Wax. A place to look. You always did the thinking.” “Yes, having a brain helps with that, surprisingly.
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Wayne: You wanna know why I really came to find you? Waxilliam: Why? Wayne: I thought of you happy in a comfy bed, resting and relaxing, spending the rest of your life sipping tea and reading papers while people bring you food and maids rub your toes and stuff.
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Vin shook her head. “No, not me. I’m not a good person or a bad person. I’m just here to kill things.” OreSeur watched her for a moment, then settled back down. “Regardless,” he said, “you are not my worst master. That is, perhaps, a compliment among our people.
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