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So, When People Try To Give You Some Book With A Shiny Round Award On The Cover, Be Kind And Gracious, But Tell Them You Don't Read "fantasy," Because You Prefer Stories That Are Real. Then Come Back Here And Continue Your Research On The Cult Of Evil Librarians Who Secretly Rule The World.

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That's The Point, Isn't It? We Have To Live On, No Matter How Hard It Gets. We'll Win In The End.

People 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. I Could, However, Make Myself Insane, If I Wished. (though If I Achieved The Second, I Might Be Able To Make Myself Think I'd Achieved The First....) Anyway, If There's A Lesson To Be Learned, It's This: Great Success Often Depends On Being Able To Distinguish Between The Impossible And The Improbable. Or, In Easier Terms, Distinguishing Between Popsicles And Insanity. Any Questions?

Lessons To Be Learned

Expectations Were Like Fine Pottery. The Harder You Held Them, The More Likely They Were To Crack.

Not All Librarians Are Evil Cultists. Some Librarians Are Instead Vengeful Undead Who Want To Suck Your Soul.

Personally, I Like It Much Better When Someone Else Does The Decision Making. That Way You Have Legitimate Grounds To Whine And Complain. I Tend To Find Both Whining And Complaining Quite Interesting And Amusing, Though Sometimes--unfortunately--it's Hard To Choose Which One Of The Two I Want To Do. Sigh. Life Can Be So Tough Sometimes.

At Times, It Seems To Me That To Be Human Is To Want That Which We Cannot Have. For Some, This Is Power. For Me, It Is Peace.

Our Belief Is Often Strongest When It Should Be Weakest. That Is The Nature Of Hope.

It Is A Time Of Change,'' Sazed Said. ''perhaps It Is Also Time To Learn Of Other Truths, Other Ways.

I Don't Have Much Time For Stories," Vin Said. "seems That Fewer And Fewer People Do, These Days." A Canopy Kept Off The Ash, But He Seemed Unconcerned About The Mists. "it Makes Me Wonder What Is So Alluring About The Real World That Gives Them All Such A Fetish For It. It's Not A Very Nice Place These Days.

"each Moment You Fight Is A Gift To Those In This Cavern. Each Second We Fight Is A Second Longer That Thousands Of People Can Draw Breath. Each Stroke Of The Sword, Each Koloss Felled, Each Breath Earned Is Another Victory! It Is A Person Protected For A Moment Longer, A Life Extended, An Enemy Frustrated!" There Was A Brief Pause. "in The End They Shall Kill Us"... "but First, They Shall Fear Us!"

I'm Convinced That Responsibility Is Some Kind Of Psychological Disease.

Getting Cut Off From The Knights' Magic Rock Also Required A Period Of Exile From Their Giant Glass Mushroom. (those Of You In The Hushlands, I Dare You To Work That Last Sentence Into A Conversation. "by The Way, Sally, Did You Know That Getting Cut From The Knight's Magic Rock Also Requires A Period Of Exile From Their Giant Glass Mushroom?")

Strength Does Not Make One Capable Of Rule; It Makes One Capable Of Service.

If Men Should Read These Words, Let Them Know That Power Is A Heavy Burden. Seek Not To Be Bound By Its Chains.

You See, That Is The Sad, Sorry, Terrible Thing About Sarcasm. It's Really Funny.

You See The Dilemma?” Ham Asked. “i See An Idiot,” Breeze Mumbled.

I Like Words. And I Always Learn A Few New Ones When Father Gets Angry. I Shouldn't Neglect My Education, Now Should I?

You Cannot Tempt The Hearts Of Men Who Are Pure.

One Can Have A Wit, But Not A Witless

I Consider Myself To Be A Man Of Principle. But, What Man Does Not? Even The Cutthroat, I Have Noticed, Considers His Actions "moral" After A Fashion. Perhaps Another Person, Reading Of My Life, Would Name Me A Religious Tyrant. He Could Call Me Arrogant. What Is To Make That Man's Opinion Any Less Valid Than My Own? I Guess It All Comes Down To One Fact: In The End, I'm The One With The Armies.

It’s What Happens When You Shoot Someone,” Wayne Pointed Out. “at Least, Usually Someone Has The Good Sense To Get Dead When You Go To All The Trouble To Shoot Them.

Authority Doesn't Come From A Rank.," Kaladin Said, Fingering The Spheres In His Pocket. "where Does It Come From?" "from The Men Who Give It To You. That's The Only Way To Get It.

He Smiled Despite The Grief He Felt At The Deaths Of His Men; He Smiled Because That Was What He Did. That Was How He Proved To The Lord Ruler-and To Himself-that He Wasn't Beaten.

Must Someone, Some Unseen Thing, Declare What Is Right For It To Be Right? I Believe That My Own Morality - Which Answers Only To My Heart - Is More Sure And True Than The Morality Of Those Who Do Right Only Because They Fear Retribution.

People With Passion Are People Who Will Destroy - For A Man's Passion Is Not True Until He Proves How Much He's Willing To Sacrifice For It.

How Do You Do That?” Mennis Asked, Frowning. “what?” “smile So Much.” “oh, I’m Just A Happy Person.

People Can Do Great Things. However, There Are Some Things They Just Can't Do. I, For Instance, Have Not Been Able To Transform Myself Into A Popsicle, Despite Years Of Effort.

So, Using His Pride Like A Shield Against Despair, Dejection, And-most Important— Self-pity, Raoden Raised His Head To Stare Damnation In The Eyes.

A Man Can Only Lead When Others Accept Him As Their Leader, And He Has Only As Much Authority As His Subjects Give To Him. All Of The Brilliant Ideas In The World Cannot Save Your Kingdom If No One Will Listen To Them.

They Are Presented Attractively For The Same Reason That Kittens Are Cute - So That They Can Draw You In, Then Pounce On You For The Kill. Seriously. Stay Away From Kittens.

So, When People Try To Give You Some Book With A Shiny Round Award On The Cover, Be Kind And Gracious, But Tell Them You Don't Read "fantasy," Because You Prefer Stories That Are Real. Then Come Back Here And Continue Your Research On The Cult Of Evil Librarians Who Secretly Rule The World.

Sometimes, Son," My Father Said, Prying My Fingers Free, "you Have To Help The Heroes Along.

I Think Given The Choice Between Loving Mare - Betrayal Included - And Never Knowing Her, I'd Chose Love. I Risked, And I Lost, But The Risk Was Still Worth It.

That Isn’t Greatness. That’s Just Foolishness.

You're A Sword Not A Palm Tree

To Believe, It Seemed, One Had To Want To Believe.

Fantasy Has Had Some Problems With Being Too Repetitive, In My Opinion. I Try To Read What Other People Are Doing - And Say, 'how Can I Add To This Rather Than Just Recycle It? How Can I Stand On Tolkien's Shoulders Rather Than Stand Tied To His Kneecaps?

If You Don't Believe What I'm Telling You, Then Ask Yourself This: Would Any Decent, Kind-hearted Individual Become A Writer? Of Course Not.

...somehow The Old Philosophers Could Make Even The Most Salacious Topics Seem Boring.

Every Action We Take Has Consequences, Vin," Kelsier Said. "i've Found That In Both Allomancy And Life, The Person Who Can Best Judge The Consequences Of Their Actions Will Be The Most Successful.

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.

We Follow The Codes Not Because They Bring Gain, But Because We Loathe The People We Would Otherwise Become.

And Vin Liked Solitude. When You're Alone, No One Can Betray You

My Job Is Not To Save 'the Wheel Of Time', To Fix 'the Wheel Of Time', Or Anything Like That. My Job Is Not To Screw It Up.

I Try To Avoid Having Thoughts. They Lead To Other Thoughts, And—if You’re Not Careful—those Lead To Actions. Actions Make You Tired. I Have This On Rather Good Authority From Someone Who Once Read It In A Book.

It Is You!" The Man Exclaimed. "we Thought You Weren't Coming For Another Week!" "ashe," Sarene Mumbled, "who Is This Lunatic And What Does He Want With Me?

Honestly, For An Evil God Of Darkness, He Certainly Can Be Dull.

Galladon Paused For A Moment, Then Laughed. "does Nothing Frighten You, Sule?" "actually, Pretty Much Everything Here Does—i'm Just Good At Ignoring The Fact That I'm Terrified. If I Ever Realize How Scared I Am, You'll Probably Find Me Trying To Hide Under Those Cobblestones Over There.

Anyone Know Where Kell Is?" "sleeping," Vin Said. "he Came In Late Last Night, And Hasn't Gotten Up Yet." Ham Grunted, Taking A Bite Of Baywrap. "dox?" "in His Room On The Third Floor," Vin Said. "he Got Up Early, Came Down To Get Something To Eat, And Went Back Upstairs." ... Ham Raised An Eyebrow. "you Always Keep Track Of Where Everyone Is Like That?" "yes.

For Now, I Only Wish To Make A Simple Acknowledgement Of The Woman Who Held The Power Just Before Me. Of All Of Us Who Touched It, I Feel She Was The Most Worthy.

Acknowledgement

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.

In The End, I Must Proclaim That No Good Can Be Achieved Of False Means. For The Substance Of Our Existence Is Not In The Achievement, But In The Method.

The Ways Of Wayne Are Mysterious And Incomprehensible.

The Number 1 Thing That I Don't Want To See In A Story Is When Characters Exist Simply To Be Proven Wrong.

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.

I 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.

Ham Smiled. "cett's Going To Be Furious." Elend Shrugged. "he's A Paraplegic. What's He Going To Do? Bite Us?

It's Not Imitating Anything; It Has Become A Better Version Of Itself.

I'm Not Really Sure Why. But... Do You Stop Loving Someone Just Because They Betray You? I Don't Think So. That's What Makes The Betrayal Hurt So Much - Pain, Frustration, Anger... And I Still Loved Her. I Still Do.

Remember That Your Job As A Practicing Writer Is To Remember It's Never Going To Be Perfect On Your First Pass.

Elend: I Kind Of Lost Track Of Time… Breeze: For Two Hours? Elend: There Were Books Involved.

Hmmmm Light Makes Shadow. Truth Makes Lies. Hmmmm.

My Behavior Is Nonetheless, Deplorable. Unfortunately, I'm Quite Prone To Such Bouts Of Deplorability--take For Instance, My Fondness For Reading Books At The Dinner Table.

You Should Try Not To Talk So Much, Friend. You'll Sound Far Less Stupid That Way. - Breeze

Sometimes The Prize Is Not Worth The Costs. The Means By Which We Achieve Victory Are As Important As The Victory Itself.

But You Can't Kill Me, Lord Tyrant. I Represent That One Thing You've Never Been Able To Kill, No Matter How Hard You Try. I Am Hope.

The Stormlight Rising From His Exposed Skin Was Enough To Illuminate The Chasm, And It Cast Shadows On The Walls As He Ran. Those Seemed To Become Figures, Crafted By The Bones And Branches Stretching From The Heaps On The Ground. Bodies And Souls. His Movement Made The Shadows Twist, As If Turning To Regard Him.

Bitterness Is Repaid More Often Than Kindness.

I Never Wanted To Be Feared. If I Regret One Thing, It Is The Fear I Have Caused. Fear Is The Tool Of Tyrants. Unfortunately, When The Fate Of The World Is In Question, You Use Whatever Tools Are Available.

There's Always Another Secret.' -kelsier

Do Not Dash If You Only Have The Strength To Walk, And Do Not Waste Your Time Pushing On The Walls That Will Not Give. More Importantly, Don't Shove Where A Pat Would Be Sufficient.

War Is Far Worse. At Least Where Politics Is Going On, There Are Usually Nice Hors D’oeuvres.

I Froze, Shocked. (and Don't Try To Clam That You Did Anything Different The First Time A Government Bureaucrat Pulled A Gun On You.)

It Seems That The Rebels Found The Chaos Of Transition More Difficult To Accept Than The Tyranny They Had Known Before. They Joyfully Welcomed Back Authority-even Oppressive Authority-for It Was Less Painful For Them Than Uncertainty.

Vin Shook Her Head. "no, Not Me. I'm Not A Good Person Or A Bad Person. I'm Just Here To Kill Things." Oreseur Watched Her For A Moment, Then Settled Back Down. "regardless," He Said, "you Are Not My Worst Master. That Is, Perhaps, A Compliment Among Our People.

How Do You Fight Someone Smarter Than Yourself?' Rand Whispered. 'the Answer Is Simple. You Make Her Think That You Are Sitting Down Across The Table From Her, Ready To Play Her Game. Then You Punch Her In The Face As Hard As You Can.

You'll Never Learn How To Do Your Endings Until You Finish Your Endings.

Llarimar Had Told Him To Do His Best. That Sounded Like An Awful Lot Of Work. Unfortunately, Doing Nothing Was Beginning To Seem Like Even More Work.

I'm Teoish," Sarene Said, Successfully Spearing Something That Looked Like A Marinated Piece Of Shrimp. "we're All This Tall." "father's Teoish Too, Kaise," Daorn Said. "and You Know How Tall He Is." "but Father's Fat," Kaise Pointed Out. "why Aren't You Fat Too, Sarene?

Boys, Welcome To The Wonderful World Of Talking To Women About Their Feelings. As A Handy Primer, Here Are A Few Things You Should Know: 1) Women Have Feelings. 2) You Will Spend The Next Seventy Years Or So Trying To Guess What They're Feeling And Why. 3) You Will Be Wrong Most Of The Time. 4) I Like French Fries.

Entropy Shakes Its Angry Fist At You For Being Clever Enough To Organize The World. (p 2)

In The End, I Worry That My Arrogance Shall Destroy Us All.

There Has To Be A Balance, Vin," Elend Said. "somehow, We'll Find It. The Balance Between Whom We Wish To Be And Whom We Need To Be." He Sighed. "but For Now," He Said, Nodding To The Side, "we Simply Have To Be Satisfied With Who We Are.

Welcome, Ruin Said, To Godhood.

The Door Slammed Open. Vivenna Jumped, Putting A Hand To Her Chest. Vasher Walked In. 'start Reaching For That Sword When You're Startled,' He Said. 'there's Little Reason To Grab Your Shirt, Unless You're Planning To Rip It Off.

I've Seen Steelheart Bleed

Well,” Waxillium Said. “perhaps I Should Begin By Asking After Your Health.” “perhaps You Should,” Steris Replied. “er. Yes. How’s Your Health?” “suitable.” “so Is Waxillium,” Wayne Added. They All Turned To Him. “you Know,” He Said. “he’s Wearing A Suit, And All. Suitable. Ahem. Is That Mahogany?

Elend Started. "vin!" Then, He Smiled. "what Took You So Long?" "i Got Delayed By An Inquistor And A Dark God," She Said. "now Hustle.

I Strive For Nothing If Not Consistency

You've Managed-- In Our Short Three Years Together-- To Kill Not Only My God, But My Father, My Brother, And My Fiance. That's Kind Of Like A Homicidal Hat Trick. It's A Strange Foundation For A Relationship, Wouldn't You Say?

If You Were The Wall, What Would You Rather Be? Dreary And Dull, Or Alive With Paint?" "walls Can't Think!" "that Doesn't Stop Them From Caring.

How Totally Unexpected," He Declared, Then Proceeded To Faint From Blood Loss.

Oh My Lovely Princess,"raoden Whispered. "you Probably Mean Well, But Handing These People Food Is The Worst Thing You Could Do To Them." -brandon Sanderson(elantris)

There Are Two Kinds Of People In This World, Son. Those Who Save Lives, And Those Who Take Lives." "and What Of Those Who Protect And Defend? Those Who Save Lives By Taking Lives?" "that's Like Trying To Stop A Storm By Blowing Harder. Ridiculous. You Can't Protect By Killing.

Why Do They Call It Research If I've Only Done It This One Time?

Life Before Death. Strength Before Weakness. Journey Before Destination.

‎"to Parlin's Mind, Nothing Showed Affection Like A Hunk Of Something Dead And Bleeding On The Table.

I Love To Do What I Do. So, I Do Work Long Hours.

It's A Mystery," Vin Said, Narrowing Her Eyes And Smiling. "we Mistborn Are Incredibly Mysterious." Elend Paused." Um...i'm Mistborn Too, Vin. That Doesn't Make Any Sense." "we Mistborn Need Not Make Sense," Vin Said." It's Beneath Us. Come On-the Sun's Already Down. We Need To Get Moving.

It's Like A Banana Farm For Guns!

Remember, Despite The Fact That This Book Is Being Sold As A 'fantasy' Novel, You Must Take All Of The Things It Says Extremely Seriously, As They Are Quite Important, Are In No Way Silly, And Always Make Sense. Rutabaga.

Wayne'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.

Lately, I Feel Like My Life Is A Book Written In A Language I Don't Know How To Read.

I've Always Been Very Confident In My Immaturity.

You Are Nothing If Not Exhaustive In Your Self-congratulatory Made-up Logic.

The Entire Point Of Life Is To Find Ways To Get Others To Do Your Work For You. Don’t You Know Anything About Basic Economics?

Pain Los[es] Its Power When Other Things Bec[o]me More Important.

Authors Also Create Lovable, Friendly Characters, Then Proceed To Do Terrible Things To Them, Like Throw Them In Unsightly Librarian-controlled Dungeons. This 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.

I Had Eondel Teach Me," Raoden Said. "back When I Was Trying To Find Ways To Prove That My Father's Laws Were Foolish. Eondel Chose Fencing Becausehe Thought It Would Be Most Useful To Me, As A Politician. I Never Figured I'd End Up Using It To Keep My Wife From Slicing Me To Pieces.

Attacking A Provincial Lord In His Manor House, Surrounded By Guards...honestly, Kell, I'd Nearly Forgotten How Foolhardy You Can Be. "foolhardy?" Kelsier Asked With A Laugh. "that Wasn't Foolhardy - That Was Just A Small Diversion. You Should See Some Of The Things I'm Planning To Do! Dockson Stood For A Moment Then He Laughed Too. "by The Lord Ruler, It's Good To Have You Back, Kell! I'm Afraid I've Grown Rather Boring During The Last Few Years" "we'll Fix That" Kelsier Promised.

What Would You Think If I Told You That I Wasn’t An Allomancer?” Sazed Asked. “i’d Think That You Were Lying,” Vin Said. “have You Known Me To Lie Before?” “the Best Liars Are Those Who Tell The Truth Most Of The Time.

I Am A Writer Who Works From An Outline. What I Generally Do When I Build An Outline Is I Find Focal, Important Scenes, And I Build Them In My Head And I Don't Write Them Yet, But I Build Towards Them.

People See In Stories What They’re Looking For, My Young Friend.

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.

There Was Rarely An Obvious Branching Point In A Person's Life. People Changed Slowly, Over Time. You Didn't Take On Step, Then Find Yourself In A Completely New Location. 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. Finally, You Found Yourself In The Wrong City, Wondering Why The Signs On The Roadway Hadn't Led You Better.

Somebody Has To Start. Somebody Has To Step Forward And Do What Is Right, Because It Is Right.

You Know, I Was A Nerdy Kid Going Through High School, And Then I Got To College And That All Vanished. I Mean, A Lot Of My Good Friends - When We Were In High School, We Would Never Have Been Able To Hang Out Together Because We Were In Such Different Cliques Or Whatever. Now, Who Cares?

When I Write My Books, Actually I'm Known For Very Logical Rule-based Magic Systems. I Write With One Foot In Fantasy And One Foot In Science Fiction.

When Men Fought, They Connected. You Became Brothers As You Traded Blows.

The Best Liars Are Those Who Tell The Truth Most Of The Time.

Telling The Truth

The Best Performances, Are Those That Can Be Performed Once.

Best Performance

Good Men Don't Become Legends," He Said Quietly. "good Men Don't Need To Become Legends." She Opened Her Eyes, Looking Up At Him. "they Just Do What's Right Anyway.

Can A Woman Not Walk With Her Possessions Down The Street Of A City?

If You Are Anything Like Me --- Clever, Fond Of Goat Cheese, And Devilishly Handsome --- Then You Have Undoubtedly Read Many Books.

The Nature Of Morality Must Be Considered, And Preferably Before One Is Exposed To Situations Where A Moral Decision Is Required.

Vin Snorted, Kneeling In The Low Tent As She Pulled Her Belt Tight; Then She Crawled Over To Him. "i Don't Know How You Read While Riding," She Said. "oh, It's Quite Easy - If You Aren't Afraid Of Horses." "i'm Not Afraid Of Them," Vin Said. "they Just Don't Like Me. They Know I Can Outrun Them, And That Makes Them Surly.

And So, Does The Destination Matter? Or Is It The Path We Take? I Declare That No Accomplishment Has Substance Nearly As Great As The Road Used To Achieve It. We Are Not Creatures Of Destinations. It Is The Journey That Shapes Us. Our Callused Feet, Our Backs Strong From Carrying The Weight Of Our Travels, Our Eyes Open With The Fresh Delight Of Experiences Lived.

Eternity Ended Ten Years Ago.

This World, It Is A Tempest Sometimes. But Remember, The Sun Always Rises Again.

Control Yourself. Become Someone Who Can Handle This.

How 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? How Could They Honestly Expect Him To Have Faith In Something That Taught Of Miracles And Wonders In The Far Past, But Carefully Gave Excuses For Why Such Things Didn't Occur In The Present Day?

Being 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.

Good Upbringing

Katar," Raoden Called. Yes, My Lord?" Do You Know What It Is? The Secret, I Mean?" Kahar Smiled. "i Havent't Been Hungry In Days, My Lord. It Is The Most Amazing Feeling In The World-i Don't Evern Notice The Pain Anymore." Raoden Nodded, And Kahar Left. The Man Had Come Looking For A Magical Solution To His Woes, But He Had Found An Answer Much More Simple. Pain Lost Its Power When Other Things Became More Importan. Kahar Didn't Need A Potion Or An Aon To Save Him-he Just Needed Something To Do.

Remember, The Past Need Not Become Our Future As Well.

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. Waxilliam: And? Wayne: And I Just Couldn't Leave You To A Fate Like That...i'm Too Good A Friend To Let A Mate Of Mine Die In Such A Terrible Situation. Waxilliam: Comfortable? Wayne: No. Boring.

Ignorance Is Hardly Unusual, Miss Davar. The Longer I Live, The More I Come To Realize That It Is The Natural State Of The Human Mind. There Are Many Who Will Strive To Defend Its Sanctity And Then Expect You To Be Impressed With Their Efforts.

What Was That?" Galladon Demanded. "i Think I Just Destroyed The Biology Section" Raoden Replied With Wonder.

The Motivations Of Men. They Never Make Sense. And They Always Make Sense.

In The End, All Men Die. How You Lived Will Be Far More Important To The Almighty Than What You Accomplished.

If You're Always On Time, It Implies That You Never Have Anything Better You Should Be Doing. -kelsier

I Killed You Once", The Lord Ruler Said, Turning Back To Kelsier. "you Tried", Kelsier Replied, His Voice Loud And Firm, Carrying Across The Square. "but You Can't Kill Me, Lord Tyrant. I Represent That Thing You've Never Been Able To Kill No Matter How Hard You Try. I Am Hope.

What Kind Of Woman Is Still Able To Trust People After Everything She's Been Through? If She'd Been Vin, She Would Have Stabbed Him In The Back At The First Opportunity, And That Would Have Probably Been The Right Thing To Do. Yet, This Girl Just Continued To Trust. It Was Like Finding A Beautiful Plant Growing Alone In A Field Of Burnt Ash.

Joel, Lad, School Is About Learning To Learn. If You Don't Practice Studying Things You Don't Like, Then You'll Have A Very Hard Time In Life.

Spook Smiled. "elend Is A Forgetful Scholar - Twice As Bad As Sazed Ever Was. He Gets Lost In His Books And Forgets About Meeting He Himself Called. He Only Dresses With Any Sense Of Fashion Because A Terriswoman Bought Him A New Wardrobe. War Has Change Him Some, But On The Inside, I Think He's Still Just A Dreamer Caught In A World With Too Much Violence.

You're Wonderful. So Full Of Life And Excitement. The Priests And Servants Of The Palace, They Wear Colors, But There's No Color Inside Of Them. They Just Go About Their Duties, Eyes Down, Solemn. You've Got Color On The Inside, So Much Of It That It Bursts Out And Colors Everything Around You.

The Problem With Being Clever, Serene Thought With A Sigh, Is That Everyone Assumes You're Always Planning Something.

Vin: 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.

The Shaod, It Was Called. The Transformation... When It Came, The Fortuante Person's Life Ended And Began Anew; He Would Discard His Old, Mundane Existence And Move To Elantris. Elantris, Where He Could Live In Bliss, Rule In Wisdom, And Be Worshiped For Eternity. Eternity Ended Ten Years Ago.

Faith 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.

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.

He Found Insanity No Excuse, However, For Irrational Behavior.

Breeze Turned To Look Out The Window. "you Were Always The Best Of Us, Sazed," He Said Quietly. "because You Believed In Something.

To Live Is To Have Worries And Uncertainties. Keep Them Inside, And They Will Destroy You For Certain--leaving Behind A Person So Callused That Emotion Can Find No Root In His Heart.

It's All Right Wayne," Waxillium Said Softly. "i've Made A Promise. I Told Lord Harms I'd Return Steris To Him. And I Will. That Is That." "then I Will Remain And Help," Marasi Said. "that Is That." "and I Could Really Use Some Food," Wayne Added. "fat Is Fat.

I Was Ten,” I Said. “give Me A Little Credit.” “to A Boy With Aspirations Like That, I Would Extend My Respect—but Not Credit. Or Life Insurance.” Abraham Sounded Amused. “you Are An Interesting Man, David Charleston, But You Sound Like You Were An Even More Interesting Child.

I Write Those Words In Steel For Anything Else Not Set In Metal Cannot Be Trusted

I Am A Smedry, And We Do Ridiculous, Unexpected, Eccentric Things Like This All The Time! Ha-ha!

If We Must Put Our Head Into The Lion’s Mouth, Let Us Make Certain That He Chokes Upon Our Flesh!

You Will Find That Hate Can Unify People More Quickly And More Fervently Than Devotion Ever Could.

I Have No Idea What You Just Said, Child,' Breeze Said. 'so I'm Simply Going To Pretend It Was Coherent, Then Move On.

What Did It Mean To Be Called “lord”? I’ll Assume You’ve Never Had The Honor, Since I Doubt Any Of You Happen To Be British Royalty. (and, If By Chance You Are, Then Let Me Say, “hello, Your Majesty! Welcome To My Stupid Book. Can I Borrow Some Cash?”)

Women? Women Are Like...thunderstorms. They're Beautiful To Look At, And Sometimes They're Nice To Listen To-but Most Of The Time They're Just Plain Inconvenient.

You Are Out Of Control, Rand Al'thor,' She Declared. I Do What Must Be Done,' He Said, Speaking Now From The Shadows. He Sounded Exhausted. ... I Hate What You Just Did, Rand,' Nynaeve Snarled. 'no, "hate" Isn't Strong Enough. I 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.

I'm Galladon, From The Sovereign Realm Of Duladel. I'm Most Recently From Elantris, Land Of Sludge, Insanity, And Eternal Perdition. Nice To Meet You.

Every Man Is A Hero Of His Own Story.

Somehow, She Had Grown Into A Woman In Between The Fall Of Kings And Collapse Of Worlds. Once She Had Been Terrified Of Change. Then She Had Been Terrified Of Losing Elend. Now Her Fears Were More Nebulous - Worries Of What Would Come After She Was Gone, Worries Of What Would Happen To The People Of The Empire If She Failed.

Yelling A Battle Cry—more To Motivate Himself Than Frighten His Foes—lukel Grabbed The Table Leg And Swung It At A Soldier. The Wood Bounced Off The Man's Helmet, But The Blow Was Powerful Enough To Daze Him, So Lukel Followed It With A Solid Blow To The Face. The Soldier Dropped And Lukel Grabbed His Weapon. Now He Had A Sword. He Only Wished He Knew How To Use It.

This Is Going To Take A While. I'm A Fantasy Author. We Have Trouble With The Concept Of Brevity.

Joy Was More Than Just An Absence Of Discomfort.

[omin] ...all Things Must Progress, And Progression Is Not Always A Steady Incline. Sometimes We Must Fall, Sometimes We Will Rise - Some Must Be Hurt While Others Have Fortune, For That Is The Only Way We Can Learn To Rely On One Another. As One Is Blessed, It Is His Privilege To Help Those Whose Lives Are Not As Easy. Unity Comes From Strife, Child." Page 193

My Name Is Stephen Leeds, And I Am Perfectly Sane. My Hallucinations, However, Are All Quite Mad.

Nothing Will Train You To Write Better As A Writer, Than Working On Your Next Book.

Definitely Not-you Optimists Just Can't Understand That A Depressed Person Doesn't Want You To Try And Cheer Them Up.it Makes Us Sick." Brandon Sanderson(elantris)

Depressed Person

That Hat Looks Ridiculous.” “fortunately, I Can Change Hats,” Wayne Said, “while You, Sir, Are Stuck With That Face.

We Were Like Deaf People Trying To Dance To A Beat We Couldn't Hear, Long After The Music Actually Stopped.

Too Many Scholars Think Of Research As Purely A Cerebral Pursuit. If We Do Nothing With The Knowledge We Gain, Then We Have Wasted Our Study. Books Can Store Information Better Than We Can--what We We Do That Books Cannot Is Interpret. So If One Is Not Going To Draw Conclusions, Then One Might As Well Just Leave The Information In The Texts.

The Hallmark Of Insecurity Is Bravado.

Oh, Wax Has Always Been Solemn, But When He's At His Best, There's A Smirk Underneath.

God Is The Creator Of All Things, Right? He Is The Force That Dictates The Laws Of The Universe, And Is Therefore The Ultimate Source Of Ethics. He Is Absolute Morality... We Claim To Be Doing Good. But The Lord Ruler - As God - Defines What Is Good. So By Opposing Him We're Actually Evil. But Since He's Doing The Wrong Thing, Does Evil Actually Count As Good In This Case?

I Have A Smoke Grenade In My Room," I Said. "what?" Megan Asked. "how?" "i Grew Up Working At A Munitions Plant," I Said. "we Mostly Made Rifles And Handguns, But We Worked With Other Factories. I Got To Pick Up The Occasional Goody From The Qc Reject Pile." "a Smoke Grenade Is A Goody?" Cody Asked. I Frowned. What Did He Mean? Of Course It Was. Who Wouldn't Want A Smoke Grenade When Offered One?

It's Easy To Believe In Something When You Win All The Time...the Losses Are What Define A Man's Faith.

Personally, I Say, "out Of The Frying Pan And Into The Deadly Pit Filled With Sharks Who Are Wielding Chainsaws With Killer Kittens Stapled To Them." However, That One's Having A Rough Time Catching On.

Act With Honor, And Honor Will Aid You

A Story Doesn't Live Until It Is Imagined In Someone's Mind.

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.

Mocking A Woman Is Like Drinking Too Much Wine. It May Be Fun For A Short Time, But The Hangover Is Hell.

Yes, Bastille. I Keep Trying To Get Killed Because It's Inconvenient For You.

Faith Means That It Doesn't Matter What Happens. You Can Trust That Somebody Is Watching. Trust That Somebody Will Make It All Right.

There Are No Endings, And Never Will Be Endings, To The Turning Of The Wheel Of Time. But It Was An Ending.

They Say A Man Doesn't Know Himself Until He Faces Death For The First Time. . . I Don't Know About That. It Seems To Me That The Person You Are When You're About To Die Isn't As Important As The Person You Are During The Rest Of Your Life. Why Should A Few Moments Matter More Than An Entire Lifetime?

Rest Of Your Life

...a Man Can Only Stumble For So Long Before He Either Falls Or Stands Up Straight.

Using A Fetching Face To Make Men Do As You Wish Is No Different From A Man Using Muscle To Force A Woman To His Will. Both Are Base, And Both Will Fail A Person As They Age.

Everyone Gets Scared, Princess. Even Brave Men Sometimes Run The First Time They See Battle. In Armies, That's Why There's So Much Training. The Ones Who Hold Aren't The Courageous Ones, They're The Well-trained Ones. We Have Instincts Like Any Other Animal.

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.

I 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.

Everything Is A Contest. All Dealings Among Men Are A Contest In Which Some Will Succeed And Others Fail. And Some Are Failing Quite Spectacularly.

Never Throw The First Punch. If You Have To Throw The Second, Try To Make Sure They Don't Get Up For A Third.

If I Should Die,” Dalinar Said, “then I Would Do So Having Lived My Life Right. It Is Not The Destination That Matters, But How One Arrives There.” “the Codes?” “no. The Way Of Kings.” “that Storming Book.

Though, If You Think About It, Hostile, Dethroned Pseudodeities Probably Make Disagreeable Neighbors. You'll Have To Figure Out Something To Do With Him.

However A Man Who Was Honest And Clever Was Always, Always More Difficult To Scam Than Someone Who Was Both Dishonest And Clever. Sincerity. It Was So Difficult , By Definition, To Fake.

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