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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?

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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?

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All Right," Spook Said. He Reached To The Ground, Scooping Up A Pile Of Ash. "let's Just Rub This Into Your Clothing And On Your Face...." Breeze Froze. "i'll Meet You Back Ath The Lair," He Finally Said.

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The Hallmark Of Insecurity Is Bravado.

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.

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

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

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

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

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.

Spook: No, I'm Not Troubled. In Fact, I Actually Think Everything Is Going To Be All Right. Finally.

Act With Honor, And Honor Will Aid You

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

I Strive For Nothing If Not Consistency

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.

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.

All The World Does As It Is Supposed To, Except For Humans. Maybe That's Why You So Often Want To Kill Each Other.

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.

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

It Is A Writer's Greatest Pleasure To Hear That Someone Was Kept Up Until The Unholy Hours Of The Morning Reading One Of Their Books

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.

Being In Charge Isn't Always About Telling People What To Do. Sometimes, It's About Knowing When To Step Out Of The Way Of People Who Know What They're Doing. - Tam Al'thor

She Loved The Teachings Of The Five Visions. Humility. Sacrifice. Seeing Another's Problems Before Your Own. 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.

[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

Be Warned - Hammond Does Tend To Be A Bit Optimistic About These Kind Of Things. If The Army Were Made Up Of One-legged Mutes, He Would Praise Their Balance And Their Listening Skills.

You're A Mean Old Man, Your Grace." "and That Is The Way It Should Be." Roial Informed. "mean Young Men Are Trivial, And Kindly Old Men Boring. Here, Let Me Get Us Something To Drink.

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

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?

Here, In Alethkar, Men Often Spoke Of The Legends -- Of Mankind's Hard-won Victory Over The Voidbringers. But When Weapons Created To Fight Nightmares Were Turned Against Common Soldiers, The Lives Of Men Became Cheap Things Indeed.

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.

Start Writing The Things That You Are Reading Or That You Want To Be Published Doing.

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.

Stop Moping, Sule," Galladon Said With A Grunt."it Doesn't Suit You-it Takes A Fine Sense Of Pessimism To Brood With Any Sort Of Respectability.

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.

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.

Bitterness Is Repaid More Often Than Kindness.

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

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

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.

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?

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.

I Take Two Hours Off For My Family Every Day. And Then I Write Fourteen Hours.

Well Vin Says That There's Something Behind All This, Right? Some Evil Force Of Doom Or Whatever? Well, If I Were Said Force Of Doom, Then I Certainly Wouldn't Have Used My Powers To Turn The Land Black. It Just Lacks Flair. Red. Now, That Would Be An Interesting Color. Think Of The Possibilities--if The Ash Were Red, The Rivers Would Run Like Blood. Black Is So Monotonous That You Can Forget About It, But Red--you'd Always Be Thinking, 'why, Look At That. That Hill Is Red. That Evil Force Of Doom Trying To Destroy Me Certainly Has Style.

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

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.

They Tried Boiling Books, But That Didn't Work Very Well." "i'm Surprised They Haven't Tried Boiling One Another." "oh, It's Been Tried," Galladon Said. "fortunately. Something Happens To Us During The Shaod—apparently The Flesh Of A Dead Man Doesn't Taste Too Good. Kolo? In 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

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

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