Quotes from Brandon Sanderson

You fix it, and you fly. You find a way, and you defy them. For those of us who don't have the courage.

Evolution doesn't 'try' to do anything," M-Bot said. "But like it or not, you are the pinnacle of its work. All evolutionary pressures throughout all the ages among your species have resulted in you." "Bet it feels embarrassed," I said

Act like you were important, act like you were angry, and people just wanted to get out of your way.

Besides, it was beneficial to have a reputation for honesty, if only so that one could lie at crucial moments.

Omens weren't real. But the way people reacted to them was very real.

She doesn´t look so dangerous.Still, a blade that has slain a hundread men may not shine like one freshly forged. Danger, sweet like a forbidden perfume".

Saints ans Stars... I´d built my entire gut response to this person on the fact that they couldn´t smile right

I was coming to realize something very difficult. I was slowly accepting that the way I did things – the way my people did things – might not actually be the best way. In other words, I was feeling humility. I sincerely hope that you never have to feel this emotion. Like asparagus and fish, it's not really as good for you as everyone says it is. Selfishness, arrogance, and callousness got me much further than humility ever did

I'd like to take this opportunity to point out something important. Should a strange old man of questionable sanity show up at your door – suggesting that he is your grandfather and that you should accompany him upon some quest of mystical import – you should flatly refuse him. Don't take his candy either.

Personally, Vin didn't find the library's location nearly as asuming as its contents. Or, rather, lack thereof. Though the romm was lined with shelves, nearly all of them showed signs of having been pillaged by Elend. The rows of books lay pocked by forlorn empty spots, their companions taken away one by one, as if Elend were a predator, slowly whittling down a herd.

Navani Kholin was not some timid, perfect ideal. She was a sour storm of a woman, set in her ways, stubborn as a boulder rolling down a mountain, and increasingly impatient with things she considered foolish. He loved her the most for that.

Suspicion is healthy in our profession—but only to an extent. I'd rather trust my men than worry about what will happen if they turn on me." "That sounds foolish," Vin said. "Is happiness foolish?

Set your sights on something higher. Something more grand.

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.

I realize that you are probably still angry. That is pleasant to know. Much as your perpetual health, I have come to rely upon your dissatisfaction with me. It is one of the cosmere's great constants, I should think.

You're an excellent judge of character, Sarene—except your own. Often our own opinions of ourselves are the most unrealistic.

Clubs spoke so bluntly . . . so callously. But that was Clubs. He wasn't even really a pessimist; he just said the things that he didn't think others wanted to acknowledge.

She wasn't even certain she was Tress anymore, or if she'd become someone else. You could say, in other words, that her state at the moment was distress

As accurate as a blind man pissing during an earthquake." "Wow...," I breathed. She frowned at me. "That was a great metaphor," I said. "Oh please." "I need to write that down," I said, ignoring her complaints, fishing for my new mobile to type it out.

I'm so storming clever that half the time, even I can't follow what I'm talking about.

Failure is the mark of a life well lived. In turn, the only way to live without failure is to be of no use to anyone. Trust me, I've practiced.

I'm not of your religion. . ." "Death is not a religion," Ironeyes said. "It is a fact." "But--" "How would you like to die, mortal?" Ironeyes asked, stepping closer, robes billowing around him. "And when? Quietly? In the night, of a failing heart? Drowning, on one of your new ships as it sinks? Here? Right now? Crushed by the weight of your own stupidity?

Finally he spoke. "You love them that much, 'Ene?" "They have become my people, Father." "It has been less than two months." "Love is independent of time, Father.(...)

If there was one thing in particular that he had learned by growing up in his father's house it was this: how to annoy people.