Brandon Sanderson

It is a writer's greatest pleasure to hear that someone was kept up until the unholy hours of the morning reading one of their books

Must someone, some unseen thing, declare what is right for it to be right? 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.

It's not imitating anything; it has become a better version of itself.

Joel, lad, school is about learning to learn. If you don't practice studying things you don't like, then you'll have a very hard time in life.

I killed you once", the Lord Ruler said, turning back to Kelsier. "You tried", Kelsier replied, his voice loud and firm, carrying across the square. "But you can't kill me, Lord Tyrant. I represent that thing you've never been able to kill no matter how hard you try. I am hope.

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.

The problem with being clever, Serene thought with a sigh, is that everyone assumes you're always planning something.

In the end, I must proclaim that no good can be achieved of false means. For the substance of our existence is not in the achievement, but in the method.

Here, in Alethkar, men often spoke of the legends -- of mankind's hard-won victory over the Voidbringers. But when weapons created to fight nightmares were turned against common soldiers, the lives of men became cheap things indeed.

Raoden looked up at his friend. "We're not dead, Galladon, and we're not damned. We're just unfinished.

The look of disbelief that ran across the boy's face was somehow more disturbing than the despair it had replaced. This creature had given up hope long ago; he probably begged out of habit rather than expectation.

Small things were important. Secods were small things, and if you heaped enough of those on top of one another, they became a man's life.

Too many of us take great pains with what we ingest through our mouths, and far less with what we partake of through our ears and eyes.

What did you put in the fire?" Kaladin said. "To make that special smoke?" "Nothing. It was just and ordinary fire." "But, I saw-" "What you saw belongs to you. A story doesn't live until it is imagined in someone's mind." "What does the story mean, then?" "It means what you want it to mean," Hoid said. "The purpose of a storyteller is not to tell you how to think , but to give you questions to think upon. Too often, we forget that.

Breeze turned to look out the window. "You were always the best of us, Sazed," he said quietly. "Because you believed in something.

The purpose of a storyteller is not to tell you how to think, but to give you questions to think upon.

This is going to take a while. I'm a fantasy author. We have trouble with the concept of brevity.

But you can't kill me, Lord Tyrant. I represent that one thing you've never been able to kill, no matter how hard you try. I am hope.