Brandon Sanderson

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

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.

Somebody has to start. Somebody has to step forward and do what is right, because it is right.

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.

Elend: I kind of lost track of time…Breeze: For two hours?Elend: There were books involved.

You should try not to talk so much, friend. You'll sound far less stupid that way.- Breeze

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.

It was amazing how many books one could fit into a room, assuming one didn't want to move around very much.

Why hasn't anyone killed him yet?Dumb luck, Wit said. In that I’m lucky you’re all so dumb.

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

Ignorance is hardly unusual, Miss Davar. The longer I live, the more I come to realize that it is the natural state of the human mind. There are many who will strive to defend its sanctity and then expect you to be impressed with their efforts.

As she’d left, I’d glanced at her gun.This time, when she’d pointed it at me, she’d flicked the safety on. If that wasn’t true love, I don’t know what was.

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

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.

Life before Death.Strength before Weakness.Journey before Destination.

We follow the codes not because they bring gain, but because we loathe the people we would otherwise become.

My behavior is nonetheless, deplorable. Unfortunately, I'm quite prone to such bouts of deplorability--take for instance, my fondness for reading books at the dinner table.

If you give up what you want most for what you think you should want more, you'll end up miserable.