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Waxillium glanced at him. “That hat looks ridiculous.” “Fortunately, I can change hats,” Wayne said in the pretzel-guy accent, “while you, sir, are stuck with that face.

Brandon Sanderson

That’s kind of what trust is, isn’t it? A willful self-delusion.
BRANDON SANDERSON

Delusion Kind Self
I need something, Wax. A place to look. You always did the thinking.” “Yes, having a brain helps with that, surprisingly.
BRANDON SANDERSON

Brain Needs Thinking
Are there any religions on your list that include the slaughter of noblemen as a holy duty?
BRANDON SANDERSON

Holy Lists Noblemen
Our belief is often strongest when it should be weakest. That is the nature of hope.
BRANDON SANDERSON

Belief Strong
When I do research, I cast my net very widely and then snatch what feels right out of that. Occasionally I’ll read a specific book for a specific book, but usually I’m trying to increase my general understanding.
BRANDON SANDERSON

Book Trying Understanding
Well, then,” he said. “Let’s do it.” “What?” Vin asked. “Save the world.” Elend said. “Stop the ash.
BRANDON SANDERSON

Ashes Said World
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?
BRANDON SANDERSON

Giving Guilt Responsibility Up
It 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 SANDERSON

Book Morning Reading
In the end, I worry that my arrogance shall destroy us all.
BRANDON SANDERSON

Arrogance End Worry
You’re a sword not a palm tree
BRANDON SANDERSON

Palm Sword Tree
What? Is that boy crazy?” “Most young men his age are somewhat crazy, I think,” Sazed said with a smile. “However, this is hardly unexpected. Haven’t you noticed how he stares at you when you enter a room?” “I thought he was just creepy.
BRANDON SANDERSON

Boys Crazy Hardly Notice Thinking
Sing!” Grandpa Smedry yelled, his voice echoing down a hallway to the right.”Sing!” If he breaks into song I think I might have to strangle myself… I thought, cringing.
BRANDON SANDERSON

Song Thinking Voice
It’s not imitating anything; it has become a better version of itself.
BRANDON SANDERSON

Better Imitating Versions
So, there I was, tied to an altar made from outdated encyclopedias, about to get sacrificed to the dark powers by a cult of evil Librarians.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 SANDERSON

Dark Evil Librarian
Think of the possibilities–if the ash were red, the rivers would run like blood. Black is so monotonous that you can forget about it, but red–you’d always be thinking, ‘Why, look at that. That hill is red. That evil force of doom trying to destroy me certainly has style.
BRANDON SANDERSON

About Look Monotonous Possiblities River Think
And Vin liked solitude. When you’re alone, no one can betray you
BRANDON SANDERSON

Betray Like Solitude

Waxillium glanced at him. “That hat looks ridiculous.” “Fortunately, I can change hats,” Wayne said in the pretzel-guy accent, “while you, sir, are stuck with that face.

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Waxillium glanced at him. “That hat looks ridiculous.” “Fortunately, I can change hats,” Wayne said in the pretzel-guy accent, “while you, sir, are stuck with that face.

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