Raoden turned to regard the large Dula. “What does it matter? It’s not like we have anything pressing to do. It’s actually quite pleasant up here-you should just sit back and enjoy it.”
BRANDON SANDERSONRaoden turned to regard the large Dula. “What does it matter? It’s not like we have anything pressing to do. It’s actually quite pleasant up here-you should just sit back and enjoy it.”
BRANDON SANDERSONI want you to go back into the barrack and tell the men to come out after the storm. Tell them to look up at me tied here. Tell them I’ll open my eyes and look back at them, and they’ll know hat I survived.
BRANDON SANDERSONI’m convinced that responsibility is some kind of psychological disease.
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 SANDERSONNormally, I have a lot of alpha readers on my books. These are people that, once I finish a novel, I let them look at it and give me a reader response.
BRANDON SANDERSONIn fact, it’s so violently bitter that no one can keep it down.” “It’s nice to see that cannibalism has been so logically ruled out as an option,” Raoden said dryly
BRANDON SANDERSONFaith isn’t about logic, son,” Haddek said. “Perhaps that’s your problem. You cannot ‘disprove’ the things you study, any more than we can prove to you that the Hero will save us. We simply must believe it, and accept the things Preservation has taught us.
BRANDON SANDERSONI 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.
BRANDON SANDERSONIn the end, I worry that my arrogance shall destroy us all.
BRANDON SANDERSONWayne’s a little attached to that hat,” Waxillium said. “He thinks it’s lucky.” Wayne: “It is lucky. I ain’t never died while wearing that hat.” Marasi frowned. “I … I’m not sure I know how to respond.” Wax: “That’s a common reaction to Wayne.
BRANDON SANDERSONAuthors also create lovable, friendly characters, then proceed to do terrible things to them, like throw them in unsightly librarian-controlled dungeons.
BRANDON SANDERSONIt’s actually a rather romantic and dramatic story — one I would eagerly tell you, except for the fact that I recently forgot it, based on it being far too long and having not enough decapitations.
BRANDON SANDERSONYet, upon closer examination he might see that without one, the other becomes useless. The wise man then sees that both lock and key were created for the same purpose.
BRANDON SANDERSONHow do you ‘accidentally’ kill a noble man in his own mansion?” “With a knife in the chest. Or, rather, a pair of knives in the chest.
BRANDON SANDERSONThe motivations of men. They never make sense. And they always make sense.
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 SANDERSON