Though most expect young men to be fools, I’ve noticed that just a little bit of age can make a man far more foolish than he was as a child.
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More Brandon Sanderson Quotes
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I bring you a message from a friend of ours,” she said quietly. “He wanted you to know that he’s not dead. He can’t be killed.” “He is hope.” The she raised the spear and rammed it directly into the Lord Ruler’s heart.
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Ah, the outdoors,’ Shallan said. ‘I visited that mythical place once.
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Finally, you found yourself in the wrong city, wondering why the signs on the roadway hadn’t led you better.
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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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Lately, I feel like my life is a book written in a language I don’t know how to read.
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Her aunt Sol had once told Shai to smile at the worst insults and snap at the minor ones. That way, no man would know your heart.
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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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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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I am what the universe made me to be, my dear.
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In the end, I worry that my arrogance shall destroy us all.
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…somehow the old philosophers could make even the most salacious topics seem boring.
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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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An ominous crash came from the clouds above them, and Raoden felt a wet drop splat against his head. “Fantastic,” Galladon grumbled. “I’m enjoying myself already.
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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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