Quotes from Brandon Sanderson

Kelsier glanced down at his hands and forearms. They still burned sometimes, though he was certain the pain was only in his mind. He looked up at Mennis and smiled. "You ask why I smile, Goodman Mennis? Well, the Lord Ruler thinks he has claimed laughter and joy for himself. I'm disinclined to let him do so. This is one battle that doesn't take very much effort to fight.

Small things were important. Seconds were small things, and if you heaped enough of those on top of one another, they became a man's life.

Love wasn't about being right or wrong, but about standing up and helping when your partner's back was bowed.

Oh, I'm not objecting, I'd let a confused dishwasher marry us.

Alcatraz actually knows a person named Brandon Sanderson. That man, however, is a fantasy writer and is therefore prone to useless bouts of delusion in literary form.

History is like that, always gobbling up the present.

Books can store information better than we can—what 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.

Your grasp of the language is startling," Wax said, "considering how you so frequently brutalize it." "Ain't nobody what knows the cow better than the butcher, Wax.

Prof's ability makes mine look like a piece of rice. And not even a cooked one.

I've seen Steelheart bleed

Those who truly seek wisdom are those who will acknowledge the virtue in their adversaries and who will learn from those who disabuse them of error.

Better to exist in agony than to vanish entirely.

Please," she whispered, sounding more frantic. "Don't leave me down in these chasms alone." He smiled wryly. "Is it really this hard for you to let me win one single argument?" "Yes!

Put two men together, and they will find something to argue about. Gather them into groups, and one group will find reason to oppress or attack another.

I can see why we need fellows who know how to light fires," Bluth said. "But I don't see why we need people to use fancy words." "Shhhh," Shallan said. "Don't say that so loudly. If the lighteyes hear, they might stop wasting their time making up new words, and instead start interfering with the business of honest men.

Greet every morning with a smile. That way it won't know what you're planning to do to it?

Too proud to crawl?" Kelsier said. "Nonsense! Why, I'd say that we Mistborn are too proud not to be humble enough to go crawling about -- in a dignified manner, of course." Dockson frowned, approaching the desk. "Kell, that didn't make any sense." "We Mistborn need not make sense," Kelsier said haughtily.

She wasn't trying to spy on me -- she was just trying to rob me

Fine," Navani said. "I hope when you die—knowing your homeland is doomed, your families enslaved, your queen executed—you feel satisfied knowing that at least you maintained a slight market advantage.

You want to be competent? she thought. You want to learn to be in control of what goes on around you, rather than just being pushed around? Then you'll have to learn to deal with failure.

People who underestimated you were easier to manipulate.

No army, no matter how clean its reputation, walked away from war untainted. And no leader, no matter how noble, could help but sink into the crem when he stepped into the game of conquest.

But he'd found that imaginary things were often the only items of real substance in people's lives.

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.