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The motivations of men. They never make sense. And they always make sense.

Brandon Sanderson

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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Blood Running Thinking
Though most expect young men to be fools, I’ve noticed that just a little bit of age can make a man far more foolish than he was as a child.
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Age Children Men
I take two hours off for my family every day. And then I write fourteen hours.
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Family Two Writing
War has change him some, but on the inside, I think he’s still just a dreamer caught in a world with too much violence.
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Caught Dreamer Violence War
It’s all right Wayne,” Waxillium said softly. “I’ve made a promise. I told Lord Harms I’d return Steris to him. And I will. That is that.” “Then I will remain and help,” Marasi said. “That is that.” “And I could really use some food,” Wayne added. “Fat is fat.
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Promise Return Use
When I write my books, actually I’m known for very logical rule-based magic systems. I write with one foot in fantasy and one foot in science fiction.
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Book Feet Writing
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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Carefully Occur Present Day
I killed you once”, the Lord Ruler said, turning back to Kelsier. “You tried”, Kelsier replied, his voice loud and firm, carrying across the square. “But you can’t kill me, Lord Tyrant. I represent that thing you’ve never been able to kill no matter how hard you try. I am hope.
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Squares Tyrants Voice
One can have a wit, but not a witless
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People Wit Witness
Can a woman not walk with her possessions down the street of a city?
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Cities Possession Walks
Ruin still used Reen’s voice-it was familiar, something that had always seemed a part of her. Discovering that it belonged to that thing…it was like finding out that her reflection really belonged to someone else, and that she’d never actually seen herself.
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Reflection Ruins Voice
Does one deserve to have evil done to her by consequence of putting herself where evil can reach her?
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Consequences Doe Done Evil
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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Decent Insult Men Mines
He smiled despite the grief he felt at the deaths of his men; he smiled because that was what he did. That was how he proved to the Lord Ruler-and to himself-that he wasn’t beaten.
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Grief Lord Men
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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Matter Trying Tyrants
Raoden looked up at his friend. “We’re not dead, Galladon, and we’re not damned. We’re just unfinished.
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Gallon Looked Unfinished

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