So, when people try to give you some book with a shiny round award on the cover, be kind and gracious, but tell them you don't read "fantasy," because you prefer stories that are real. Then come back here and continue your research on the cult of evil Librarians who secretly rule the world.
Brandon SandersonWhat wasdat, sir? What wazzat sir? What wassat, sir?โ โWayne, what are you babbling about?โ Waxillium asked. โPracticing my pretzel guy,โ Wayne said. โHe had a great accent...โ Waxillium glanced at him. "That hat looks ridiculous.โ โFortunately, I can change hats,โ Wayne said in the pretzel-guy accent, โwhile you, sir, are stuck with that face.
Brandon SandersonWhat kind of woman is still able to trust people after everything she's been through? If she'd been Vin, she would have stabbed him in the back at the first opportunity, and that would have probably been the right thing to do. Yet, this girl just continued to trust. It was like finding a beautiful plant growing alone in a field of burnt ash.
Brandon SandersonHer aunt Sol had once told Shai to smile at the worst insults and snap at the minor ones. That way, no man would know your heart.
Brandon SandersonThey say a man doesn't know himself until he faces death for the first time. . . I don't know about that. It seems to me that the person you are when you're about to die isn't as important as the person you are during the rest of your life. Why should a few moments matter more than an entire lifetime?
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