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.
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 SANDERSONElantris, where he could live in bliss, rule in wisdom, and be worshiped for eternity. Eternity ended ten years ago.
BRANDON SANDERSONBut 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.
BRANDON SANDERSONLately, I feel like my life is a book written in a language I don’t know how to read.
BRANDON SANDERSONThose books are invariably described as “important”- which in my experience, pretty much means that they’re boring. (words like meaningful and thoughtful are other good clues.)
BRANDON SANDERSONI loathe what you’ve done. What has happened to you?’ Test him!’ Rand whispered, voice dangerous. ‘Before condemning me, let us first determine if my sins have achieved anything beyond my own damnation.
BRANDON SANDERSONRuin 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.
BRANDON SANDERSONWelcome, Ruin said, to godhood.
BRANDON SANDERSONSo, there I was, tied to an altar made from outdated encyclopedias, about to get sacrificed to the dark powers by a cult of evil Librarians.
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 SANDERSONThat hat looks ridiculous.” “Fortunately, I can change hats,” Wayne said, “while you, sir, are stuck with that face.
BRANDON SANDERSONMocking a woman is like drinking too much wine. It may be fun for a short time, but the hangover is hell.
BRANDON SANDERSONIt’s what happens when you shoot someone,” Wayne pointed out. “At least, usually someone has the good sense to get dead when you go to all the trouble to shoot them.
BRANDON SANDERSONThis is going to take a while. I’m a fantasy author. We have trouble with the concept of brevity.
BRANDON SANDERSONThere are two kinds of people in this world, son. Those who save lives, and those who take lives.” “And what of those who protect and defend? Those who save lives by taking lives?” “That’s like trying to stop a storm by blowing harder. Ridiculous. You can’t protect by killing.
BRANDON SANDERSONLife before Death. Strength before Weakness. Journey before Destination.
BRANDON SANDERSON