Joy was more than just an absence of discomfort.
BRANDON SANDERSONJoy was more than just an absence of discomfort.
BRANDON SANDERSONAll right,” Spook said. He reached to the ground, scooping up a pile of ash. “Let’s just rub this into your clothing and on your face….” Breeze froze. “I’ll meet you back ath the lair,” he finally said.
BRANDON SANDERSON…somehow the old philosophers could make even the most salacious topics seem boring.
BRANDON SANDERSONAn 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.
BRANDON SANDERSONThose seemed to become figures, crafted by the bones and branches stretching from the heaps on the ground. Bodies and souls. His movement made the shadows twist, as if turning to regard him.
BRANDON SANDERSONPeople can do great things. However, there are somethings they just can’t do. I, for instance, have not been able to transform myself into a Popsicle, despite years of effort.
BRANDON SANDERSONI am what the universe made me to be, my dear.
BRANDON SANDERSONRemember that your job as a practicing writer is to remember it’s never going to be perfect on your first pass.
BRANDON SANDERSONPeople can do great things. However, there are some things they just CAN’T do. I, for instance, have not been able to transform myself into a Popsicle, despite years of effort.
BRANDON SANDERSONThink 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.
BRANDON SANDERSONSometimes, son,” my father said, prying my fingers free, “you have to help the heroes along.
BRANDON SANDERSONHow could they honestly expect him to have faith in something that taught of miracles and wonders in the far past, but carefully gave excuses for why such things didn’t occur in the present day?
BRANDON SANDERSONI will protect those who cannot protect themselves.
BRANDON SANDERSONWelcome, Ruin said, to godhood.
BRANDON SANDERSONThey tried boiling books, but that didn’t work very well.” “I’m surprised they haven’t tried boiling one another.” “Oh, it’s been tried,” Galladon said. “Fortunately. something happens to us during the Shaod-apparently the flesh of a dead man doesn’t taste too good. Kolo?
BRANDON SANDERSONYou’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?
BRANDON SANDERSON