An 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.
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More Brandon Sanderson Quotes
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Every man is a hero of his own story.
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It is a time of change,” Sazed said. ”Perhaps it is also time to learn of other truths, other ways.
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Those 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.
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You cannot tempt the hearts of men who are pure.
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To lack feeling is to be dead, but to act on every feeling is to be a child.
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You said their prayer – is this the religion you believe in, then?” “I believe in them all.” Vin frowned. “None of them contradict each other?” Sazed smiled. “Oh, often and frequently they do. But, I respect the truths behind them all.
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You see the dilemma?” Ham asked. “I see an idiot,” Breeze mumbled.
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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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Normally, I have a lot of alpha readers on my books. These are people that, once I finish a novel, I let them look at it and give me a reader response.
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Overcome your guilt. Care, but not too much. Take responsibility, but don’t blame yourself. Protect, save, help- but know when to give up. They’re precarious ledges to walk. How do I do it?
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I still doubt it will work.” “You’d doubt the sun’s rising if you weren’t proven wrong each day,” Raoden said with a smile.
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Not all librarians are evil cultists. Some librarians are instead vengeful undead who want to suck your soul.
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Her aunt Sol had once told Shai to smile at the worst insults and snap at the minor ones. That way, no man would know your heart.
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That’s kind of what trust is, isn’t it? A willful self-delusion.
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You’re a sword not a palm tree
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Does one deserve to have evil done to her by consequence of putting herself where evil can reach her?
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Faith isn’t about logic, son,” Haddek said. “Perhaps that’s your problem. You cannot ‘disprove’ the things you study, any more than we can prove to you that the Hero will save us. We simply must believe it, and accept the things Preservation has taught us.
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I take two hours off for my family every day. And then I write fourteen hours.
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Ah, the outdoors,’ Shallan said. ‘I visited that mythical place once.
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How do you ‘accidentally’ kill a noble man in his own mansion?” “With a knife in the chest. Or, rather, a pair of knives in the chest.
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You cannot blame me for being what I am. Without me, nothing would end. Nothing could end. And therefore, nothing could grow. I am life. Would you fight life itself?
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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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Attacking a provincial lord in his manor house, surrounded by guards…Honestly, Kell, I’d nearly forgotten how foolhardy you can be. “Foolhardy?” Kelsier asked with a laugh. “that wasn’t foolhardy – that was just a small diversion. You should see some of the things
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We are not creatures of destinations. It is the journey that shapes us. Our callused feet, our backs strong from carrying the weight of our travels, our eyes open with the fresh delight of experiences lived.
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That hat looks ridiculous.” “Fortunately, I can change hats,” Wayne said, “while you, sir, are stuck with that face.
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Can a woman not walk with her possessions down the street of a city?
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