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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.Brandon Sanderson

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Life before Death.Strength before Weakness.Journey before Destination.Brandon Sanderson
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If you give up what you want most for what you think you should want more, you'll end up miserable.Brandon Sanderson
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Somehow, we'll find it. The balance between whom we wish to be and whom we need to be. But for now, we simply have to be satisfied with who we are.Brandon Sanderson

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Somebody has to start. Somebody has to step forward and do what is right, because it is right.Brandon Sanderson
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I ask of you your lives, ” Elend said, voice echoing, “and your courage. I ask of you your faith, and your honor–your strength, and your compassion. For today, I lead you to die. I will not ask you to welcome this event. I will not insult you by calling it well, or just, or even glorious. But I will say this.“ 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 a victory! It is a person protected for a moment longer, a life extended, an enemy frustrated! ” There was a brief pause. us! .Brandon Sanderson
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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.Brandon Sanderson
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Kaladin screamed, reaching the end of the bridge. Finding a tiny surge of strength somewhere, he raised his spear and threw himself off the end of the wooden platform, launching into the air above the cavernous void. Bridgemen cried out in dismay. Syl zipped about him with worry. Parshendi looked up with amazement as a lone bridgeman sailed through the air toward them. His drained, worn-out body barely had any strength left. In that moment of crystallized time, he looked down on his enemies. Parshendi with their marbled red and black skin. Soldiers raising finely crafted weapons, as if to cut him from the sky. Strangers, oddities in carapace breastplates and skullcaps. Many of them wearing beards. Beards woven with glowing gemstones. Kaladin breathed in. Like the power of salvation itself–like rays of sunlight from the eyes of the Almighty–Stormlight exploded from those gemstones. It streamed through the air, pulled in visible streams, like glowing columns of luminescent smoke. Twisting and turning and spiraling like tiny funnel clouds until they slammed into him. And the storm came to life again.Brandon Sanderson

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You see, that is the sad, sorry, terrible thing about sarcasm. It's really funny.Brandon Sanderson

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You should try not to talk so much, friend. You'll sound far less stupid that way.- BreezeBrandon Sanderson
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Elend: I kind of lost track of time… Breeze: For two hours? Elend: There were books involved.Brandon Sanderson

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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.Brandon Sanderson
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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.Brandon Sanderson

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I swear, my dear. Sometimes our conversations remind me of a broken sword." She raised an eyebrow." Sharp as hell, " Lightsong said, "but lacking a point.Brandon Sanderson
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Breeze strolled over to the table and chose a seat with his characteristic decorum. The portly man raised his dueling cane, pointing it at Ham. 'I see that my period of intellectual respite has come to an end.' Ham smiled. 'I thought up a couple beastly questions while I was gone, and I've been saving them just for you, Breeze.''I'm dying of anticipation, ' Breeze said. He turned his cane toward Lestibournes. 'Spook, drink.' Spook rushed over and fetched Breeze a cup of wine.' He's such a fine lad, ' Breeze noted, accepting the drink. 'I barely even have to nudge him Allomantically. If only the rest of you ruffians were so accommodating.' Spook frowned. 'Niceing the not on the playing without.'' I have no idea what you just said, child, ' Breeze said. 'So I'm simply going to pretend it was coherent, then move on.' Kelsier rolled his eyes. 'Losing the stress on the nip, ' he said. 'Notting without the needing of care.'' Riding the rile of the rids to the right, ' Spook said with a nod.' What are you two babbling about?' Breeze said testily.' Wasing the was of brightness, ' Spook said. 'Nip the having of wishing of this.'' Ever wasing the doing of this, ' Kelsier agreed.' Ever wasing the wish of having the have, ' Ham added with a smile. 'Brighting the wish of wasing the not.' Breeze turned to Dockson with exasperation. 'I believe our companions have finally lost their minds, dear friend.' Dockson shrugged. Then, with a perfectly straight face, he said, 'Wasing not of wasing is. .Brandon Sanderson
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Marsh: Our best efforts were never even a mild annoyance to the Lord Ruler."Kelsier: Ah, but being an annoyance is something that I am very good at. In fact, I'm far more than just a 'mild' annoyance--people tell me I can be downright frustrating. Might as well use this talent for the cause of good, eh?Brandon Sanderson
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It was amazing how many books one could fit into a room, assuming one didn't want to move around very much.Brandon Sanderson
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Why hasn't anyone killed him yet?”“ Dumb luck, ” Wit said. “In that I’m lucky you’re all so dumb.Brandon Sanderson
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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.Brandon Sanderson

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I'm convinced that responsibility is some kind of psychological disease.Brandon Sanderson