There has to be a balance, Vin," Elend said. "Somehow, we'll find it. The balance between whom we wish to be and whom we need to be." He sighed. "But for now," he said, nodding to the side, "we simply have to be satisfied with who we are.

Start writing the things that you are reading or that you want to be published doing.

Hmmmm Light makes shadow. Truth makes lies. Hmmmm.

The entire point of life is to find ways to get others to do your work for you. Don’t you know anything about basic economics?

In the end, all men die. How you lived will be far more important to the Almighty than what you accomplished.

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.

Vin snorted, kneeling in the low tent as she pulled her belt tight; then she crawled over to him. "I don't know how you read while riding," she said. "Oh, it's quite easy - if you aren't afraid of horses." "I'm not afraid of them," Vin said. "They just don't like me. They know I can outrun them, and that makes them surly.