Dragons were dangerous in the sky. Of course, they were dangerous on the ground too. Just less dangerous. In the same way that a sword is less dangerous so long as it’s pointed at someone else.

— Brandon Sanderson

Each time I came crashing down into the ocean porpoiselike, water hit my face like the slap of a jilted lover.

— Brandon Sanderson

Ear demons are totally real," Cody said. "They're what make microphones like these work. They're also what tell you to eat the last slice of pie when you know Tia wanted it.

— Brandon Sanderson

Easier exhaled in exasperation. “Blend Venture? You risked your life—risked the plan, and our lives—for that fool of a boy?” Vin looked up, glaring at him. “Yes.”“What is wrong with you, girl?” Easier asked. “Blend Venture isn’t worth this.” She stood angrily, Seized backing away, the cloak falling the floor. “He’s a good man!”“He’s a nobleman!”“So are you!” VIN snapped. She waved a frustrated arm toward the kitchen and the crew. “What do you think this is, Easier? The life of a ska? What do any of you know about ska? Aristocratic suits, stalking your enemies in the night, full meals and nightcaps around the table with your friends? That’s not the life of a ska!” She took a step forward, glaring at Easier. He blinked in surprise at the outburst.“What do you know about them, Easier?” she asked. “When’s the last time you slept in an alley, shivering in the cold rain, listening to the beggar next to you cough with a sickness you knew would kill him? When’s the last time you had to lay awake at night, terrified that one of the men in your crew would try to rape you? Have you ever knelt, starving, wishing you had the courage to knife the crew member beside you just so you could take his crust of bread? Have you ever cowered before your brother as he beat you, all the time feeling thankful because at least you had someone who paid attention to you?” She fell silent, puffing slightly, the crew members staring at her.“Don’t talk to me about noblemen,” VIN said. “And don’t say things about people you don’t know. You’re no ska— you’re just noblemen without titles.” She turned, stalking from the room. Easier watched her go, shocked, hearing her footsteps on the stairs. He stood, dumbfounded, feeling a surprising flush of ashamed guilt. And, for once, found himself without anything to say.

— Brandon Sanderson

Easier rapped lightly on the door, and Dickson strolled over, pulling it open." And he makes his stunning entry!" Easier announced, sweeping into the room, throwing back his mist cloak. Dockson snorted, shutting the doors. "You're truly a wonder to behold, Well. Particularly the soot stains on your knees.

— Brandon Sanderson

Easier smiled. 'It means that you, VIN, are a very special person. You have a power that most high noblemen envy. It is a power that, had you been born an aristocrat, would have made you one of the most deadly and influential people in all the final empire.' Kelsier leaned forward again. 'But, you weren't born an aristocrat. You're not noble, VIN. You don't have to play by their rules--and that makes you even more powerful.

— Brandon Sanderson

Emergency? Nighthawk sent. I’m just bored. I blinked, holding my phone and rereading that text. Bored? I sent. You’re literally spying on the entire world, Nighthawk. You can read anyone’s mail, listen to anyone’s phone calls. First, it’s not the whole world, he wrote. Only large chunks of North and Central America. Second, do you have any idea how mind-numbingly DULL most people are? I started a reply, but a flurry of messages came at me, interrupting what I was going to say. Oh! Nighthawk wrote. Look at this pretty flower! Hey. I want to know if you like me, but I can’t say that, so here’s an awkward flirtation instead. Where are you? I’m here. Where? Here. There? No, here. Oh. Look at my kid. Look at my dog. Look at me. Look at me holding my kid and dog. Hey, everyone. I took a huge koala this morning. Barf. The world is ruled by Delphic beings who can do stuff like melt buildings into puddles of acid, and all people can think of to do with their phones is take pictures of their pets and try to figure out how to get laid.

— Brandon Sanderson

Entropy shakes its angry fist at you for being clever enough to organize the world. (p 2)

— Brandon Sanderson

Err on the side of awesome.

— Brandon Sanderson

Eternity ended ten years ago.

— Brandon Sanderson