Brandon Sanderson
Brandon Sanderson
Brandon Sandersonis an American fantasy and science fiction writer. He is best known for his Mistborn series and his work in finishing Robert Jordan's epic fantasy series The Wheel of Time. In 2010, Sanderson published The Way of Kings, the first of a ten book series called The Stormlight Archive...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth19 December 1975
CityLincoln, NE
CountryUnited States of America
kindness bitterness
Bitterness is repaid more often than kindness.
rip doors hands
The door slammed open. Vivenna jumped, putting a hand to her chest. Vasher walked in. 'Start reaching for that sword when you're startled,' he said. 'There's little reason to grab your shirt, unless you're planning to rip it off.
morning book reading
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
protect
I will protect those who cannot protect themselves.
children boys men
I was ten,” I said. “Give me a little credit.” “To a boy with aspirations like that, I would extend my respect—but not credit. Or life insurance.” Abraham sounded amused. “You are an interesting man, David Charleston, but you sound like you were an even more interesting child.
ham idiot breeze
You see the dilemma?” Ham asked. “I see an idiot,” Breeze mumbled.
heart men pure
You cannot tempt the hearts of men who are pure.
long people trying
We were like deaf people trying to dance to a beat we couldn't hear, long after the music actually stopped.
I've seen Steelheart bleed
mean rifles want
I have a smoke grenade in my room," I said. "What?" Megan asked. "How?" "I grew up working at a munitions plant," I said. "We mostly made rifles and handguns, but we worked with other factories. I got to pick up the occasional goody from the QC reject pile." "A smoke grenade is a goody?" Cody asked. I frowned. What did he mean? Of course it was. Who wouldn't want a smoke grenade when offered one?
motivation men make-sense
The motivations of men. They never make sense. And they always make sense.
gun bananas farms
It's like a banana farm for guns!
self logic made
You are nothing if not exhaustive in your self-congratulatory made-up logic.
father hero son
Sometimes, son," my father said, prying my fingers free, "you have to help the heroes along.