True art was more than beauty; it was more than technique. It was not just imitation. It was boldness, it was contrast, it was subtlety.
BRANDON SANDERSONTrue art was more than beauty; it was more than technique. It was not just imitation. It was boldness, it was contrast, it was subtlety.
BRANDON SANDERSONHow did men believe in something that preached love on one hand, yet taught destruction of unbelievers on the other? How did one rationalize belief with no proof?
BRANDON SANDERSONPeople can do great things. However, there are somethings they just can’t do. I, for instance, have not been able to transform myself into a Popsicle, despite years of effort.
BRANDON SANDERSONMy outlines are always very goal-based. What do I want to have happen by the ending and how can I earn that.
BRANDON SANDERSONYes, Bastille. I keep trying to get killed because it’s inconvenient for you.
BRANDON SANDERSONBeing polite to a person is not a sign of respect for them. It is merely a sign of a good upbringing and a balanced nature.
BRANDON SANDERSONThat’s the funny thing about arriving somewhere, Vin,” he said with a wink. “Once you’re there, the only thing you can really do is leave again.
BRANDON SANDERSONThe best performances, are those that can be performed once.
BRANDON SANDERSONRemember that your job as a practicing writer is to remember it’s never going to be perfect on your first pass.
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 SANDERSONFinally, you found yourself in the wrong city, wondering why the signs on the roadway hadn’t led you better.
BRANDON SANDERSONThe purpose of a storyteller is not to tell you how to think, but to give you questions to think upon.
BRANDON SANDERSONThis makes readers feel hurt and worried for the characters. The simple truth is that authors like making people squirm. If this weren’t the case, all novels would be filled completely with cute bunnies having birthday parties.
BRANDON SANDERSONIt sounds to me, young one,” Haddek said, “that you are searching for something that cannot be found.” “The truth?” Sazed said. “No,” Haddek replied. “A religion that requires no faith of its believers.
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 SANDERSONWhat? 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