You’re a sword not a palm tree
BRANDON SANDERSONYou’re a sword not a palm tree
BRANDON SANDERSONPerhaps another person, reading of my life, would name me a religious tyrant. He could call me arrogant. What is to make that man’s opinion any less valid than my own? I guess it all comes down to one fact: In the end, I’m the one with the armies.
BRANDON SANDERSONIt’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.
BRANDON SANDERSONHow do you do that?” Mennis asked, frowning. “What?” “Smile so much.” “Oh, I’m just a happy person.
BRANDON SANDERSONWar is far worse. At least where politics is going on, there are usually nice hors d’oeuvres.
BRANDON SANDERSONI’m convinced that responsibility is some kind of psychological disease.
BRANDON SANDERSONAct with honor, and Honor will aid you
BRANDON SANDERSONSo, there I was, tied to an altar made from outdated encyclopedias, about to get sacrificed to the dark powers by a cult of evil Librarians.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 SANDERSONVin: I don’t know — and it’s all your fault, you know. I used to understand everything. Now it’s all confused. Kelsier: Yes, we’ve messed you up right properly.
BRANDON SANDERSONYou people are all insane. How I ended up with you, I’ll never know.” Breeze laughed. “Now, that’s a lie, Cett. You know exactly how you ended up joining with us. We threatened to kill you if you didn’t!
BRANDON SANDERSONWhat was that?” Galladon demanded. “I think I just destroyed the biology section” Raoden replied with wonder.
BRANDON SANDERSON…somehow the old philosophers could make even the most salacious topics seem boring.
BRANDON SANDERSONHave you finally grown so jealous of my impeccable fashion sense that you’ve decided to have me disposed of?
BRANDON SANDERSONimaginary things were often the only items of real substance in people’s lives.
BRANDON SANDERSONEntropy shakes its angry fist at you for being clever enough to organize the world. (p 2)
BRANDON SANDERSONGalladon paused for a moment, then laughed. “Does nothing frighten you, sule?” “Actually, pretty much everything here does.
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