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“That night, it rained on the other dogs, who slept outside in the cold barn, which leaked. But the little dog snuggled into a warm bed beside the fire, hugged by the farmer鈥檚 children, his belly full. And as he did, the dog sadly thought to himself, 鈥業 could not become a dragon. I am an utter and complete failure.鈥� The end.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Rhythm of War

“Kaladin stared outward at the blue sky. 鈥淚 have to know,鈥� he whispered.
鈥淜苍辞飞?鈥�
鈥淵ou asked why I protect Dalinar. I have to know if he really is what he seems, Syl. I have to know if one of them lives up to his reputation. That will tell me-鈥�
鈥淭ell you? Tell you what?鈥�
鈥淚f honor is dead, Kaladin whispered.
鈥淗e is,鈥� Syl said. 鈥淏ut he lives on in men. And in me.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Words of Radiance

“Deal with your own stupid planet, you idiot. Don鈥檛 make me come over there and slap you around again.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Rhythm of War

“Well, this isn't the part of the story where you ask questions. So kindly keep them to yourself.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Tress of the Emerald Sea

“We have lost, finally. Honor is dead."
"Yes," a quiet voice said. "Honor is dead."
Both Heralds spun to see Kaladin Stormblessed slowly pushing himself up to a seated position, hair disheveled, blue uniform rumpled, dirt on his face. He looked at his right hand, what was left of it, and grimaced. Then he sighed and heaved himself to his feet.
"But," Stormblessed said, "I'll see what I can do.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Wind and Truth

“How much of what you鈥檝e done was about love, and how much was about proving something?”
― Brandon Sanderson, Secret History

“Now,鈥� the Lopen said to her, 鈥測ou gotta have two hands to properly crawl. I came up with my own version, sure, when I had one hand. But it was more of a shuffle. See?鈥� He moved to crawling with one hand, the other behind his back.

鈥淭hat聽.聽.聽. looks very much like crawling to me, Radiant the Lopen,鈥� Rysn said.

鈥淚t鈥檚 different though,鈥� the Lopen said. 鈥淚 tell you, I missed being able to do it.鈥�

鈥淵ou missed crawling?鈥�

"Sure. I鈥檇 lay in bed and think, 鈥楲open, you used to be a majestic crawler. These louts don鈥檛 know how good they have it, being able to crawl whenever they want.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Dawnshard

“Pero las expectativas eran como la porcelana fina. Cuanto m谩s fuerte te agarrabas a ellas, m谩s probable era que se rompiesen.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Way of Kings, Part 1

“That's the trouble with science. Always upending itself. Ruining perfect systems for the little inconvenience of them being wrong.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Rhythm of War

“Hey, Hoid. Can I catch a ride up there with you?鈥�
The new coachman shrugged, making room for Wayne on top of the carriage.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Shadows of Self

“Yes, according to the way he wrote that sentence, he turned invisible for one line. No, he won't let me change it.”
― Brandon Sanderson

“Today, I know what death is. Why do I know what death is, Kaladin?”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Way of Kings

“El amor no consist铆a en tener raz贸n o no, sino en levantarse y ayudar cuando tu compa帽ero ten铆a la espalda encorvada.”
― Brandon Sanderson , Juramentada

“Debemos tener cuidado de no permitir que la dicha del presente se empa帽e al compararla con unos d铆as supuestamente mejores. Somos felices, s铆, pero 驴茅ramos m谩s felices antes? Si le dejamos, la memoria puede sumir en sombras el ahora, pues nada podr谩 estar nunca a la altura de las leyendas apuntaladas de nuestro pasado.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Tress of the Emerald Sea

“Oh, my lord, I know it, I do.鈥� The beggar laughed. 鈥淚 own the place, technically. Now, regarding those coins for old Hoid, my good lord鈥︹€� He pushed his hand forward farther, eyes staring sightlessly.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Bands of Mourning

“Hey, Hoid. Can I catch a ride up there with you?鈥�
"The new coachman shrugged, making room for Wayne on top of the carriage.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Shadows of Self

“Las cosas tienen el valor que nosotros les concedemos. Y del mismo modo, todo acto puede valer lo que sea que decidamos que vale.
As铆 que, para esos dos, el beso no tuvo precio.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Yumi and the Nightmare Painter