Ruin 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 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.
More Brandon Sanderson Quotes
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How 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.
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The finest defense of character is correct action. Acquaint yourself with virtue, and you can expect proper treatment from those around you.
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It’s not imitating anything; it has become a better version of itself.
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It’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.
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What did you put in the fire?” Kaladin said. “To make that special smoke?” “Nothing. It was just and ordinary fire.” “But, I saw-” “What you saw belongs to you.
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People see in stories what they’re looking for, my young friend.
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Sometimes the prize is not worth the costs. The means by which we achieve victory are as important as the victory itself.
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I’m far more than just a ‘mild’ annoyance–people tell me I can be downright frustrating. Might as well use this talent for the cause of good, eh?
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War is far worse. At least where politics is going on, there are usually nice hors d’oeuvres.
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To age truly was to suffer the ultimate treason, that of one’s body against oneself.
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Yet she was beginning to think that she– along with others– had taken this belief too far, letting her desire to seem humble become a form of pride itself. She now saw that when her faith had become about clothing instead of people, it had taken a wrong turn.
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Elend: I kind of lost track of time… Breeze: For two hours? Elend: There were books involved.
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You first took a little step off a path to avoid some rocks. For a while, you walked alongside the path, but then you wandered out a little way to step on softer soil. Then you stopped paying attention as you drifted farther and farther away.
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Wayne: You wanna know why I really came to find you? Waxilliam: Why? Wayne: I thought of you happy in a comfy bed, resting and relaxing, spending the rest of your life sipping tea and reading papers while people bring you food and maids rub your toes and stuff.
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Ah, the outdoors,’ Shallan said. ‘I visited that mythical place once.
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