The look of disbelief that ran across the boy’s face was somehow more disturbing than the despair it had replaced. This creature had given up hope long ago; he probably begged out of habit rather than expectation.
BRANDON SANDERSONYet she was beginning to think that she– along with others– had taken this belief too far, letting her desire to seem humble become a form of pride itself. She now saw that when her faith had become about clothing instead of people, it had taken a wrong turn.
More Brandon Sanderson Quotes
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My dear, did you just try to prove the existence of God with your cleavage?
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You’ll never learn how to do your endings until you FINISH your endings.
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Entropy shakes its angry fist at you for being clever enough to organize the world. (p 2)
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Well, then,” he said. “Let’s do it.” “What?” Vin asked. “Save the world.” Elend said. “Stop the ash.
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You cannot tempt the hearts of men who are pure.
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Ham shook his head, sitting down, pouring himself something to drink. “I don’t get it, El. Why’d she attack him?” “She’s loony,” Spook said.
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Elend: I kind of lost track of time… Breeze: For two hours? Elend: There were books involved.
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I’m far more than just a ‘mild’ annoyance–people tell me I can be downright frustrating. Might as well use this talent for the cause of good, eh?
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How did men believe in something that preached love on one hand, yet taught destruction of unbelievers on the other? How did one rationalize belief with no proof?
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…somehow the old philosophers could make even the most salacious topics seem boring.
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But you can’t kill me, Lord Tyrant. I represent that one thing you’ve never been able to kill, no matter how hard you try. I am hope.
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She loved the teachings of the Five Visions. Humility. Sacrifice. Seeing another’s problems before your own.
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Well Vin says that there’s something behind all this, right? Some evil force of doom or whatever? Well, if I were said force of doom, then I certainly wouldn’t have used my powers to turn the land black. It just lacks flair. Red. Now, that would be an interesting color.
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Authors also create lovable, friendly characters, then proceed to do terrible things to them, like throw them in unsightly librarian-controlled dungeons.
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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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It’s not imitating anything; it has become a better version of itself.
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Elend started. “Vin!” Then, he smiled. “What took you so long?” “I got delayed by an Inquistor and a dark god,” she said. “Now hustle.
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How 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?
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It is very important to be reading as well as writing. A doctor is not going to ignore new surgery practices.
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I am what the universe made me to be, my dear.
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Every man is a hero of his own story.
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True art was more than beauty; it was more than technique. It was not just imitation. It was boldness, it was contrast, it was subtlety.
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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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This is going to take a while. I’m a fantasy author. We have trouble with the concept of brevity.
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Life before Death. Strength before Weakness. Journey before Destination.
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It was amazing how many books one could fit into a room, assuming one didn’t want to move around very much.
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