One can have a wit, but not a witless
BRANDON SANDERSONOne can have a wit, but not a witless
BRANDON SANDERSONPeople see in stories what they’re looking for, my young friend.
BRANDON SANDERSONKatar,” Raoden called. Yes, My Lord?” Do you know what it is? The secret, I mean?” Kahar smiled. “I havent’t been hungry in days, my lord. It is the most amazing feeling in the world-I don’t evern notice the pain anymore.” Raoden nodded, and Kahar left.
BRANDON SANDERSONI’m planning to do! Dockson stood for a moment then he laughed too. “By the Lord Ruler, it’s good to have you back, kell! I’m afraid I’ve grown rather boring during the last few years” “We’ll fix that” Kelsier promised.
BRANDON SANDERSONI 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.
BRANDON SANDERSONThat hat looks ridiculous.” “Fortunately, I can change hats,” Wayne said, “while you, sir, are stuck with that face.
BRANDON SANDERSONTo believe, it seemed, one had to want to believe.
BRANDON SANDERSONIt is a writer’s greatest pleasure to hear that someone was kept up until the unholy hours of the morning reading one of their books
BRANDON SANDERSONWhen 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.
BRANDON SANDERSONWe 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.
BRANDON SANDERSONA man can only lead when others accept him as their leader, and he has only as much authority as his subjects give to him. All of the brilliant ideas in the world cannot save your kingdom if no one will listen to them.
BRANDON SANDERSONI 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.
BRANDON SANDERSONWhy do they call it research if I’ve only done it this one time?
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 SANDERSONHow 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?
BRANDON SANDERSONMy outlines are always very goal-based. What do I want to have happen by the ending and how can I earn that.
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