Quotes from Brandon Sanderson

I can't bully you," I said. "You're taller than I am.

Don't forget the ash because you see a little silk.

Once the soul grows accustomed to the wound, it's much harder to fix.

He sat staring at the door for a long time. He wasn't wearing a hat, which meant he had to just be himself. The true him, the one that knew this pain. They'd ridden together on many a dusty path. This pain had been his invisible friend since childhood. The pain of knowing what he really was. The pain of being worthless.

He grinned, then winked at her as the waiter finally stepped over. "You wanted—" the waiter began. "Liquor," Wayne said. "Would you care to be a little more specific, sir?" "Lots of liquor.

Beyond that, memories have a way of changing on us. Souring or sweetening over time—like a brew we drink, then recreate later by taste, only getting the ingredients mostly right. You can't taste a memory without tainting it with who you have become.

There was honor in facing the consequences of one's actions. Wasn't there?

Extinction is the natural escalation of this war," Leshwi whispered. "If you forget why you are fighting, then victory itself becomes the goal.

You can't always write what you know—not exactly what you know. You can, however, write what you see.

What wasdat, sir? What wazzat sir? What wassat, sir?" "Wayne, what are you babbling about?" Waxillium asked. "Practicing my pretzel guy," Wayne said. "He had a great accent..." 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.

I could be afraid, then become courageous. I could be small-minded, then come to understand. I could be selfish. Then move beyond it. I could start as human, then allow myself to become something more.

Very well, you two," Pattern said. "No mating. NO MATING." He hummed to himself, as if pleased, then sank down onto a plate.

A man found himself when he was alone. You only had one person to chat with, one person to blame.

Men like you preach change, but I wonder. Is this a battle we can really fight?" "You're fighting it already, Goodman Mennis. You're just losing horribly.

I am but a man, Dalinar, so much as I wish it were not true at times. I am no Radiant. And while I am your friend, please understand that our goals do not completely align. You must not trust yourself with me. If I have to watch this world crumble and burn to get what I want, I will do so. With tears, yes, but I would let it happen.

Sequels always have to be bigger.

If the journey itself is indeed the most important piece, rather than the destination itself, then I traveled not to avoid duty—but to seek it.

Scared to go onward, but terrified to go back to what you were

Feelings aren't proof. Feelings are the opposite of proof.' 'Not when the thing you're trying to prove is someone's humanity.

Aspiring Asimovs!

You…can ride a bike, can't you?" "Sure I can," I said, getting onto one of the squeaky things. "At least I used to be able to. Haven't done it in years, but it's like riding a bike, right?" "Technically, yes.

Magic works best for me when it aligns with scientific principles.

The law is there to keep us from ruining everyone else's ability to explore. Without law, there's no freedom.

You are whatever you want to be, Wayne. You're the wind. You're the stars. You are all endless things.