diff --git a/frontend/static/quotes/english.json b/frontend/static/quotes/english.json index 79baa9afb10f..edf57a0e6903 100644 --- a/frontend/static/quotes/english.json +++ b/frontend/static/quotes/english.json @@ -38553,6 +38553,1722 @@ "source": "The LEGO Movie", "length": 363, "id": 7638 + }, + { + "text": "The only point in creating something is to inevitably watch it die.", + "source": "The Hero of Ages, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 67, + "id": 7639 + }, + { + "text": "Those quakes are the earth's final sighs,\" Ruin said. \"Like an old man, moaning as he dies, calling for his children so that he can pass on his last bits of wisdom.", + "source": "The Hero of Ages, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 164, + "id": 7640 + }, + { + "text": "That's the way it must always be, as I told you. When men think they are helping the world, they actually do more harm than good. Just like you. You tried to help, but you just ended up freeing me.", + "source": "The Hero of Ages, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 197, + "id": 7641 + }, + { + "text": "For Ruin, there is Preservation. Time immemorial! Eternity! And each time I push, YOU push back. Even when dead, you stopped me, for we are forces. I can do nothing! And you can do nothing! Balance! The curse of our existence.", + "source": "The Hero of Ages, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 226, + "id": 7642 + }, + { + "text": "I can't decide if you're a fool, or if you simply exist in a way that makes you incapable of considering some things.", + "source": "The Hero of Ages, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 117, + "id": 7643 + }, + { + "text": "The only reason to be subservient to those with power is so that you can learn to someday take what they have.", + "source": "The Final Empire, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 110, + "id": 7644 + }, + { + "text": "Never let your life depend on the competence of someone else whose life isn't also on the line.", + "source": "The Final Empire, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 95, + "id": 7645 + }, + { + "text": "What we do, it is not outside the law. Not the true law. Oh, the rich will make their own codes, will force us to live by them. But our law is the law of humanity itself. Men who work for me, they are given the dispensation of reform. Their work here washes away their previous ... infractions. Tell them I am proud of them, Clamps. I realize we've been through something traumatic, but we did survive. We will face tomorrow with greater strength.", + "source": "The Alloy of Law, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 447, + "id": 7646 + }, + { + "text": "Nobody cares about the Roughs -- they barely seem to notice us save as a place to deposit their trash.", + "source": "The Alloy of Law, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 102, + "id": 7647 + }, + { + "text": "I am tired of doing what the city tells me. I should be helping people, not fighting meaningless fights as prescribed by the corrupt and the uncaring.", + "source": "The Alloy of Law, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 150, + "id": 7648 + }, + { + "text": "I decided that I'd see her dream fulfilled. I'd make a world where flowers returned, a world with green plants, a world where no soot fell from the sky....\" He trailed off, then sighed. \"I know. I'm insane.", + "source": "The Final Empire, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 205, + "id": 7649 + }, + { + "text": "If you're always on time, it implies that you never have anything better you should be doing.", + "source": "The Final Empire, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 93, + "id": 7650 + }, + { + "text": "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.", + "source": "The Final Empire, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 133, + "id": 7651 + }, + { + "text": "Ah, but being an annoyance is something that I am very good at. In fact, I'm far more than just a mild annoyance. People tell me I can be downright frustrating! Might as well use that talent for the cause of good eh?", + "source": "The Final Empire, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 216, + "id": 7652 + }, + { + "text": "From the Well of Ascension, of course. It's the same power, after all. Solid in the metal you fed to Elend. The liquid in the pool you burned. And vapor in the air, confined to night. Hiding you. Protecting you.\nGiving you power!", + "source": "The Hero of Ages, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 229, + "id": 7653 + }, + { + "text": "So, there I was, tied to an altar made from out-dated encyclopedias, about to get sacrificed to the dark powers by a cult of evil librarians.", + "source": "Alcatraz Versus the Evil Librarians, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 141, + "id": 7654 + }, + { + "text": "Now, there are several things you should consider doing if you were plummeting to your death atop a glass dragon in the middle of the ocean. Those things do not, mind you, include getting into an extended discussion of classical philosophy. Leave that to professionals like me.", + "source": "Alcatraz Versus the Evil Librarians, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 277, + "id": 7655 + }, + { + "text": "When you're about to launch yourself into the air strapped to the back of a rocket-propelled penguin, it's that blasted responsibility that warns you that the flight might not be good for your insurance premiums.", + "source": "Alcatraz Versus the Evil Librarians, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 212, + "id": 7656 + }, + { + "text": "Out of the frying pan and into the deadly pit filled with sharks wielding chainsaws with killer kittens stapled to them.", + "source": "Alcatraz Versus the Evil Librarians, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 120, + "id": 7657 + }, + { + "text": "It felt right. Serene. That, of course, meant it was time for something to explode.", + "source": "Alcatraz Versus the Evil Librarians, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 83, + "id": 7658 + }, + { + "text": "Once there was a bunny. This bunny had a birthday party. It was the bestest birthday party ever. Because that was the day the bunny got a bazooka. The bunny loved his bazooka. He blew up all sorts of things on the farm. He blew up the stable of Henrietta the Horse. He blew up the pen of Pugsly the Pig. He blew up the coop of Chuck the Chicken.\n'I have the bestest bazooka ever.' The bunny said. Then the farm friends proceeded to beat him senseless and steal his bazooka. It was the happiest day of his life. The end.", + "source": "Alcatraz Versus the Evil Librarians, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 519, + "id": 7659 + }, + { + "text": "I didn't have only two choices at that point -- had quite a few more than that. True, I could have chosen to stay in the room and get shot. I also could have chosen to get in the car. However, there were lots of other things I could have done. For instance, I could have run around the house flapping my arms and pretending that I was a penguin.", + "source": "Alcatraz Versus the Evil Librarians, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 346, + "id": 7660 + }, + { + "text": "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.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 244, + "id": 7661 + }, + { + "text": "Youthful immaturity is one of the cosmere's great catalysts for change... To be young is about action. To be a scholar is about informed action.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 144, + "id": 7662 + }, + { + "text": "Too many scholars think of research as purely a cerebral pursuit. If we do nothing with the knowledge we gain, then we have wasted our study. Books can store information better than we can -- what we do that books cannot is interpret. So if one is not going to draw conclusions, then one might as well just leave the information in the texts.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 342, + "id": 7663 + }, + { + "text": "I always forgive curiosity, Your Majesty. It strikes me as one of the most genuine of emotions.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 95, + "id": 7664 + }, + { + "text": "A true scholar must not close her mind on any topic, no matter how certain she may feel. Just because I have not yet found a convincing reason to join one of the devotaries does not mean I never will. Though each time I have a discussion like the one today, my convictions grow firmer.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 285, + "id": 7665 + }, + { + "text": "When we are young, we want simple answers. There is no greater indication of youth, perhaps, than the desire for everything to be as it should. As it has ever been. The older we grow, the more we question. We begin to ask why. And yet, we still want the answers to be simple. We assume that the people around us -- adults, leaders -- will have those answers. Whatever they give often satisfies us. ... Indeed, it seems to me that aging, wisdom, and wondering are synonymous. The older we grow, the more likely we are to reject the simple answers. Unless someone gets in our way and demands they be accepted regardless.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 618, + "id": 7666 + }, + { + "text": "You will find wise men in any religion, Shallan, and good men in every nation. Those who truly seek wisdom are those who will acknowledge the virtue in their adversaries and who will learn from those who disabuse them of error. All others -- heretic, Vorin, Ysperist, or Maakian -- are equally closed-minded.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 308, + "id": 7667 + }, + { + "text": "Let the Vorin believe as they wish -- the wise among them will find goodness and solace in their faith; the fools would be fools no matter what they believed.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 158, + "id": 7668 + }, + { + "text": "Power is an illusion of perception...Some kinds of power are real -- power to command armies, power to soulcast. These come into play far less often than you would think.", + "source": "Words of Radiance, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 170, + "id": 7669 + }, + { + "text": "You are not as good with patterns... You are abstract. You think in lies and tell them to yourselves. That is fascinating, but it is not good for patterns.", + "source": "Words of Radiance, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 155, + "id": 7670 + }, + { + "text": "Truth is individual. Your truth is what you see. What else could it be? That is the truth that you spoke to me, the truth that brings power.", + "source": "Words of Radiance, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 140, + "id": 7671 + }, + { + "text": "You live lies. It gives you strength. But the truth ... Without speaking truths you will not be able to grow, Shallan.", + "source": "Words of Radiance, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 118, + "id": 7672 + }, + { + "text": "Humans can see the world as it is not. It is why your lies can be so strong. You are able to not admit that they are lies.", + "source": "Words of Radiance, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 122, + "id": 7673 + }, + { + "text": "I know that you have forgotten much of what once was. Those lies attracted me. But you cannot continue like this; you must admit the truth about me. About what I can do, and what we have done. Mmm... More, you must know yourself. And remember. You wish to help. You wish to prepare for the Everstorm, the spren of the unnatural one. You must become something. I did not come to you merely to teach you tricks of light.", + "source": "Words of Radiance, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 418, + "id": 7674 + }, + { + "text": "I'm sorry that your mystical, godlike powers do not instantly work as you would like them to.", + "source": "Words of Radiance, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 93, + "id": 7675 + }, + { + "text": "You were talking about mating! I'm to make sure you don't accidentally mate, as mating is forbidden by human society until you have first performed appropriate rituals! Yes, yes. Mmmm. Dictates of custom require following certain patterns before you copulate. I've been studying this!", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 284, + "id": 7676 + }, + { + "text": "You're right nice, but you ain't got enough punch for me. I like women what could take my face clean off with a roundhouse.", + "source": "The Alloy of Law, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 123, + "id": 7677 + }, + { + "text": "I ain't drunk. I'm investigatin' alternative states of sobriety.", + "source": "Shadows of Self, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 64, + "id": 7678 + }, + { + "text": "You didn't promise to kill me. You promised to have killed me. That there be the present perfect tense.", + "source": "Shadows of Self, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 103, + "id": 7679 + }, + { + "text": "Ain't no fellow who regretted giving it one extra shake, but you can bet every guy has regretted giving one too few.", + "source": "The Lost Metal, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 116, + "id": 7680 + }, + { + "text": "Perhaps you should pray to the Almighty for guidance. I hear he has a fondness for slavers. Keeps a special room in Damnation just for you.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 139, + "id": 7681 + }, + { + "text": "Men are unreliable in many things. But if there's one thing you can count on, it's their greed.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 95, + "id": 7682 + }, + { + "text": "Death isn't better. Oh, it's easy to say that now. But when you stand on the ledge and look down into that dark, endless pit, you change your mind. Just like Hobber did. Just like I've done. I think you've seen it too.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 218, + "id": 7683 + }, + { + "text": "Tradition is the blind witness they use to condemn us, Teft. It's the pretty box they use to wrap up their lies. It makes us serve them.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 136, + "id": 7684 + }, + { + "text": "Pity. Made up stories have proven to be some of the most real things in my life.", + "source": "Wind and Truth, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 80, + "id": 7685 + }, + { + "text": "Anonymity. Hiding, even when you're with others. Being quiet, unobtrusive. Forcing yourself to stay apart -- emotionally, at least. It's a way of life. A protection.", + "source": "The Well of Ascencion, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 165, + "id": 7686 + }, + { + "text": "I'm particularly tired. I'm tired of the games. I'm tired of people dying because of arguments between their leaders. I'm tired of good men being taken advantage of.", + "source": "The Well of Ascencion, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 165, + "id": 7687 + }, + { + "text": "You brought armies to attack my city. You threatened my people. I won't slaughter your soldiers, make them pay for what you did, but I will kill you, Cett.", + "source": "The Well of Ascencion, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 155, + "id": 7688 + }, + { + "text": "I already overthrew one government. I figure that takes care of my 'civic duty' for a while.", + "source": "The Well of Ascencion, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 92, + "id": 7689 + }, + { + "text": "Oh, come on. You have to admit that you're unusual, Vin. You're like some strange mixture of a noblewoman, a street urchin, and a cat. Plus, you've managed -- in our short three years together -- to kill not only my god, but my father, my brother, and my fiancée. That's kind of like a homicidal hat trick. It's a strange foundation for a relationship, wouldn't you say?", + "source": "The Hero of Ages, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 370, + "id": 7690 + }, + { + "text": "You said that the only reason to create something is to destroy it. We create things to watch them grow, Ruin. To take pleasure in seeing that which we love become more than it was before.", + "source": "The Hero of Ages, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 188, + "id": 7691 + }, + { + "text": "I am the Lopen, which means I am ready for anything at any time. You should know this by now.", + "source": "Words of Radiance, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 93, + "id": 7692 + }, + { + "text": "Hey, gancho! Hey! You want me, I think. You can use me. We Herdazians are great fighters, gon. You see, this one time, I was with, sure, three men and they were drunk and all but I still beat them.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 197, + "id": 7693 + }, + { + "text": "I'm an expert on one-armed Herdazian jokes. 'Lopen,' my mother always says, 'you must learn these to laugh before others do. Then you steal the laughter from them, and have it all for yourself.' She is a very wise woman.", + "source": "Words of Radiance, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 220, + "id": 7694 + }, + { + "text": "If you're crazy, you're a good type, and I like you. Not a killing-people-in-their-sleep type of crazy. Besides, We all follow crazies all the time. Do it every day with lighteyes.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 180, + "id": 7695 + }, + { + "text": "Some of my cousins, they call me the Lopen because they haven't ever heard anyone else named that. I've asked around a lot, maybe one hundred...or two hundred...lots of people, sure. And nobody has heard of that name.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 217, + "id": 7696 + }, + { + "text": "Oh. Oh. Question for you! What did the one-armed Herdazian do to the man who stuck him to the wall?\nNothing. The Herdazian was 'armless.", + "source": "Words of Radiance, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 136, + "id": 7697 + }, + { + "text": "Ain't nothing wrong with being a woman, gancho. Some of my relatives are women.", + "source": "Words of Radiance, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 79, + "id": 7698 + }, + { + "text": "Well, sure. Technically it might be. But for the end of the world, it's not so bad, right? I figured that when everything ended, we'd sink into a noxious bath of pus and doom, breathing in agony as the air around us became molten, and we screamed a final burning scream, relishing the memories of the last time a woman loved us. Don't know about you, moolie, but my lungs aren't burning. The air doesn't seem very molten. Considering how bad this could have gone, you've got a lot to be thankful for. Remember that.", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 515, + "id": 7699 + }, + { + "text": "I'll do it, then. I've got to protect people, you know? Even from myself. Gotta rededicate to being the best Lopen possible. A better, improved, extra-incredible Lopen.", + "source": "Dawnshard, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 168, + "id": 7700 + }, + { + "text": "NOW? I was saving that for a dramatic moment, you penhito! Why didn't you listen earlier? We were, sure, all about to die and things!", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 133, + "id": 7701 + }, + { + "text": "I only tell stories, Your Grace. They may be truths, they may be fictions. All I know is that the stories themselves exist and that I must tell them.", + "source": "Warbreaker, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 149, + "id": 7702 + }, + { + "text": "I learned it many, many years ago from a man who didn't know who he was, Your Majesty. It was a distant place where two lands meet and gods have died.", + "source": "Warbreaker, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 150, + "id": 7703 + }, + { + "text": "The foolishness of men who care, Dalinar, and the brilliance of those who do not. The second depend on the first -- but also exploit the first -- while the first misunderstand the second, hoping that the second are more like the first. And all of their games steal our time. Second by second.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 292, + "id": 7704 + }, + { + "text": "Nonsense. Balderdash. Figgldybrak. Isn't it odd that gibberish words are often the sounds of other words, cut up and dismembered, then stitched into something like them -- yet wholly unlike them at the same time?\nI wonder if you could do that to a man. Pull him apart, emotion by emotion, bit by bit, bloody chunk by bloody chunk. Then combine them back together into something else, like a Dysian Aimian. If you do put a man together like that, Dalinar, be sure to name him Gibberish, after me. Or perhaps Gibletish.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 517, + "id": 7705 + }, + { + "text": "I've abandoned my real name. But when next we meet, I'll think of a clever one for you to call me. Until then, Wit will suffice -- or if you must, you may call me Hoid.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 168, + "id": 7706 + }, + { + "text": "\"I began life as a thought, a concept, words on a page. That was another thing I stole. Myself. Another time, I was named for a rock.\"\n\"A pretty one, I hope.\"\n\"A beautiful one. And one that became completely worthless for my wearing it.\"", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 237, + "id": 7707 + }, + { + "text": "Tanavast was a fine enough fellow -- bought me drinks once -- but he was not God.", + "source": "Words of Radiance, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 81, + "id": 7708 + }, + { + "text": "\"What you saw belongs to you. A story doesn't live until it is imagined in someone's mind.\"\n\"What does the story mean, then?\"\n\"It means what you want it to mean. 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.\"", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 292, + "id": 7709 + }, + { + "text": "People see in stories what they're looking for, my young friend. I have no answers for you. Most days, I feel I never have had any answers. I've come to your land to chase an old acquaintance, but I end up spending most of my time hiding from him instead.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 255, + "id": 7710 + }, + { + "text": "Can you feel it? Something just changed. I believe that's the sound the world makes when it pisses itself", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 105, + "id": 7711 + }, + { + "text": "You must not trust yourself with me. If I have to watch this world crumble and burn to get what I need, I will do so. With tears, yes, but I would let it happen.", + "source": "Words of Radiance, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 161, + "id": 7712 + }, + { + "text": "\"Beware of anyone who claims to be able to see the future.\"\n\"Except you, of course.\"\n\"Beware of anyone who claims to be able to see the future.\"", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 144, + "id": 7713 + }, + { + "text": "I cannot judge the worth of a life. I would not dare to attempt it.", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 67, + "id": 7714 + }, + { + "text": "Accept the pain, but do not accept that you deserved it.", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 56, + "id": 7715 + }, + { + "text": "How remarkable, [if] you spend your life knocking people down, you eventually find they won't stand up for you. There's poetry in that, don't you think, you storming personification of a cancerous anal discharge?", + "source": "Rythm of War, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 212, + "id": 7716 + }, + { + "text": "I will not lie by saying every day will be sunshine. But there will be sunshine again, and that is a very different thing to say. That is truth. I promise you Kaladin, you will be warm again.", + "source": "Rythm of War, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 191, + "id": 7717 + }, + { + "text": "Deal with your own stupid planet, you idiot. Don't make me come over there and slap you around again.", + "source": "Rythm of War, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 101, + "id": 7718 + }, + { + "text": "Ah, those words.\nI've heard those words. I've said those words. The words that proclaim, in bald-faced arrogance, \"I don't trust you to make your own decisions.\" The words we pretend will soften the blow, yet instead layer condescension on top of already existent pain. Like dirt on a corpse.\nOh yes. I've said those words. I said them with sixteen other people, in fact.", + "source": "Tress of the Emerald Sea, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 371, + "id": 7719 + }, + { + "text": "I can remember…sitting on a rooftop. Looking up and wondering what the stars were.I assumed I'd never know. The town philosophers had talked themselves hoarse arguing the matter, as was often their way. Talk until you can't talk anymore, and then hope someone will buy you a drink to keep the words flowing.\nYet here I am. Millennia later. Walking between the stars, learning each one.", + "source": "The Sunlit Man, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 385, + "id": 7720 + }, + { + "text": "I mention it, not to dwell upon it, but to remember a time when I was commonly put into dangerous situations. I did not handle it well then. I often wonder … how would I handle it now?", + "source": "Wind and Truth, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 184, + "id": 7721 + }, + { + "text": "I would say that hope defines us, Jasnah. Without it, we are not human.", + "source": "Rythm of War, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 71, + "id": 7722 + }, + { + "text": "The law is there to keep us from ruining everyone else's ability to explore. Without law, there's no freedom. That's why I am what I am.", + "source": "The Bands of Mourning, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 136, + "id": 7723 + }, + { + "text": "I have known you for an entire year now, Lord Waxillium. I can accept you for who you are, but I am under no illusions. Something will happen at our wedding. A villain will burst in, guns firing. Or we'll discover explosives in the altar. Or Father Bin will inexplicably turn out to be an old enemy and attempt to murder you instead of performing the ceremony. It will happen.", + "source": "Shadows of Self, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 376, + "id": 7724 + }, + { + "text": "I think we're all like that. Shuffled from place to place by duty, or society, or God Himself. It seems like we're just along for the ride, even in our own lives. But once in a while, we do face a choice. A real one. We may not be able to choose what happens to us, or where we'll stop, but we point ourselves in a direction.", + "source": "The Bands of Mourning, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 325, + "id": 7725 + }, + { + "text": "Now, as each order was thus matched to the nature and temperament of the Herald it named patron, there was none more archetypal of this than the Stonewards, who followed after Talenelat'Elin, Stonesinew, Herald of War: they thought it a point of virtue to exemplify resolve, strength, and dependability. Alas, they took less care for imprudent practice of their stubbornness, even in the face of proven error.", + "source": "Words of Radiance, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 409, + "id": 7726 + }, + { + "text": "As a Stoneward, I spent my entire life looking to sacrifice myself. I secretly worry that this is the cowardly way.", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 115, + "id": 7727 + }, + { + "text": "And now, if there was an uncut gem among the Radiants, it was the Willshapers; for though enterprising, they were erratic, and Invia wrote of them, \"capricious, frustrating, unreliable,\" as taking it for granted that others would agree; this may have been an intolerant view, as Invia often expressed, for this order was said to be most varied, inconsistent in temperament save for a general love of adventure, novelty, or oddity.", + "source": "Words of Radiance, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 430, + "id": 7728 + }, + { + "text": "Now, as the Truthwatchers were esoteric in nature, their order being formed entirely of those who never spoke or wrote of what they did, in this lies frustration for those who would see their exceeding secrecy from the outside; they were not naturally inclined to explanation; and in the case of Corberon's disagreements, their silence was not a sign of exceeding abundance of disdain, but rather an exceeding abundance of tact.", + "source": "Words of Radiance, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 428, + "id": 7729 + }, + { + "text": "The Hero of Ages shall be not a man, but a force. No nation may claim him, no woman shall keep him, and no king may slay him. He shall belong to none, not even himself.", + "source": "The Final Empire, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 168, + "id": 7730 + }, + { + "text": "He shall defend their ways, yet shall violate them. He will be their savior, yet they shall call him heretic. His name shall be Discord, yet they shall love him for it.", + "source": "The Final Empire, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 168, + "id": 7731 + }, + { + "text": "He left ruin in his wake, but it was forgotten. He created kingdoms, and then destroyed them as he made the world anew.", + "source": "The Well of Ascension, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 119, + "id": 7732 + }, + { + "text": "He was no simple soldier. He was a force of leadership -- a man that fate itself seemed to support.", + "source": "The Well of Ascension, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 99, + "id": 7733 + }, + { + "text": "I think I've finally discovered why Rashek resents me so very much. He does not believe that an outsider such as myself -- a foreigner -- could possibly be the Hero of Ages. He believes that I have somehow tricked the philosophers, that I wear the piercings of the Hero unjustly.", + "source": "The Final Empire, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 279, + "id": 7734 + }, + { + "text": "Now, as the Windrunners were thus engaged, arose the event which has hitherto been referenced: namely, that discovery of some wicked thing of eminence, though whether it be some rogueries among the Radiants' adherents or of some external origin, Avena would not suggest.", + "source": "Words of Radiance, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 270, + "id": 7735 + }, + { + "text": "There came also sixteen of the order of Windrunners, and with them a considerable number of squires, and finding in that place the Skybreakers dividing the innocent from the guilty, there ensued a great debate.", + "source": "Words of Radiance, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 210, + "id": 7736 + }, + { + "text": "Money is meaningless; Only expectation has value as currency", + "source": "Shadows of Self, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 60, + "id": 7737 + }, + { + "text": "I need you to stick your head in a bucket of water and slowly count to a thousand!", + "source": "The Alloy of Law, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 82, + "id": 7738 + }, + { + "text": "Fine. But if Wayne touches anything -anything- I'll blow off the offending fingers.", + "source": "The Alloy of Law, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 83, + "id": 7739 + }, + { + "text": "I mean it. I miss him. Wasn't ever a person I've known who was more fun to shoot.", + "source": "The Lost Metal, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 81, + "id": 7740 + }, + { + "text": "But as for the Bondsmiths, they had members only three, which number was not uncommon for them; nor did they seek to increase this by great bounds, for during the times of Madasa, only one of their order was in continual accompaniment of Urithiru and its thrones. Their spren was understood to be specific, and to persuade them to grow to the magnitude of the other orders was seen as seditious.", + "source": "Words of Radiance, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 395, + "id": 7741 + }, + { + "text": "You offer hope, Your Grace. A last, unlikely hope. Hope is part of faith -- part of the knowledge that someday, one of your followers will receive a miracle.", + "source": "Warbreaker, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 157, + "id": 7742 + }, + { + "text": "If you do nothing, then the problems are as much your fault as if you had instigated them.", + "source": "Warbreaker, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 90, + "id": 7743 + }, + { + "text": "You are a god. To me, at least. It doesn't matter how easily you can be killed, how much breath you have, or how you look. It has to do with who you are and what you mean", + "source": "Warbreaker, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 170, + "id": 7744 + }, + { + "text": "You don't know what I do for mankind. I was your god, even if you couldn't see it. By killing me, you have doomed yourselves...", + "source": "The Final Empire, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 127, + "id": 7745 + }, + { + "text": "Only a year left. So close. I would have again ransomed this undeserving planet.", + "source": "Mistborn: Secret History, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 80, + "id": 7746 + }, + { + "text": "I did not make a mistake. I have never made a mistake. However, it is time for a change.", + "source": "The Final Empire, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 88, + "id": 7747 + }, + { + "text": "I am God, God cannot be killed, God cannot be overthrown. Your rebellion -- you think I haven't seen its like before? You think I haven't destroyed entire armies on my own? What will it take before you people stop questioning? How many centuries must I prove myself before you idiot skaa see the truth? How many of you must I kill!", + "source": "The Final Empire, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 331, + "id": 7748 + }, + { + "text": "Life before death, strength before weakness, journey before destination", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 71, + "id": 7749 + }, + { + "text": "I will protect those I hate. Even...even if the one I hate most is... myself.", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 77, + "id": 7750 + }, + { + "text": "This force was time infinite. It was the winds that weathered, the storms that broke, the timeless waves running slowly, slowly, slowly, to a stop as the sun and the planet cooled to nothing. It was the ultimate end and destiny of all things. And it was angry.", + "source": "Mistborn: Secret History, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 260, + "id": 7751 + }, + { + "text": "Death is necessary. Every clock must wind down, every day must end. Without me there is no life, and never could have been. Life is change, and I represent that change.", + "source": "Mistborn: Secret History, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 168, + "id": 7752 + }, + { + "text": "People are stupid. I find them annoying, and those are the ones I like.", + "source": "The Alloy of Law, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 71, + "id": 7753 + }, + { + "text": "No Radiant is capable of more than you. Yours is the power of Connection, of joining men and worlds, minds and souls. Your Surges are the greatest of all, though they will be impotent if you seek to wield them for mere battle.", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 226, + "id": 7754 + }, + { + "text": "It strikes me that religion -- in its essence -- seeks to take natural events and ascribe supernatural causes to them. I, however, seek to take supernatural events and find the natural meanings behind them. Perhaps that is the final dividing line between science and religion. Opposite sides of a card.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 302, + "id": 7755 + }, + { + "text": "United, new beginnings sing: \"Defying truth, love, Truth defy!\"\" Sing beginnings, new unity.", + "source": "Wind and Truth, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 92, + "id": 7756 + }, + { + "text": "I'm a strong proponent of humiliating trackts and others in authority, but killing them is a bit extreme.", + "source": "White Sand, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 105, + "id": 7757 + }, + { + "text": "Sometimes stupid is right. Hell. I hope nobody ever quotes me on that one.", + "source": "Calamity, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 74, + "id": 7758 + }, + { + "text": "I need to give something back. Even if it's something useless.", + "source": "Warbreaker, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 62, + "id": 7759 + }, + { + "text": "Not a god, but a scribe. A silly little scribe who was allowed to play god for a few years! A coward.", + "source": "Warbreaker, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 101, + "id": 7760 + }, + { + "text": "So far this day I have discovered several disturbing and redefining elements of my soul which are slowly restructuring the very nature of my existence. Other than that, it was uneventful. You?", + "source": "Warbreaker, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 192, + "id": 7761 + }, + { + "text": "I've tried for years to corrupt him. Never seems to work. I can't even get him to acknowledge the theological paradox it causes when I try to tempt him to do evil.", + "source": "Warbreaker, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 163, + "id": 7762 + }, + { + "text": "You're the one that makes us laugh, even while you insult us. Can't you see what that does? Can't you see how you've inadvertently set yourself above everyone else? You didn't do it intentionally, Lightsong, and that's what makes it work so well. In a city of frivolity, you're the only one who's shown any measure of wisdom.", + "source": "Warbreaker, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 325, + "id": 7763 + }, + { + "text": "He beat me over and over and over. He swore at me, he yelled at me. He told me he'd betray me. Everyday I thought about how much I hated him. And I loved him. I still do.", + "source": "The Final Empire, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 170, + "id": 7764 + }, + { + "text": "It was a fun job wasn't it? When you remember me, please remember that. Remember to smile.", + "source": "The Final Empire, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 90, + "id": 7765 + }, + { + "text": "They called you their god, and you were casual with their faith! The hearts of men are NOT YOUR TOYS.", + "source": "Mistborn: Secret History, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 101, + "id": 7766 + }, + { + "text": "She always claimed that she wasn't a scholar, but a patron of scholars. Anyone who saw the light in her eyes as she took out another sheet and sketched her idea further knew she was being too modest.", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 199, + "id": 7767 + }, + { + "text": "As always, questions teased her. Questions were disorder awaiting organization. The more you understood, the more the world aligned. The more the chaos made sense, as all things should.", + "source": "Rythm of War, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 185, + "id": 7768 + }, + { + "text": "You like to use that excuse, Master Leeds. One wonders if moments like this are a matter of laziness more than control.", + "source": "Legion, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 119, + "id": 7769 + }, + { + "text": "Wax was a right good fellow, but there were a lot of things he didn't understand. Women for one. Hats for another.", + "source": "Shadows of Self, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 114, + "id": 7770 + }, + { + "text": "Not that the pain went completely away, mind you. But he and pain were old friends what shared a handshake and a beer now and then. Didn't much like each other, but they had a working relationship.", + "source": "The Band of Mourning, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 197, + "id": 7771 + }, + { + "text": "He had beggar costumes, constable costumes, and old lady costumes. A fellow needed to be able to blend in with his surroundings.", + "source": "Shadows of Self, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 128, + "id": 7772 + }, + { + "text": "You are whatever you want to be, Wayne. You're the wind. You're the stars. You are all endless things.", + "source": "The Lost Metal, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 102, + "id": 7773 + }, + { + "text": "Some mistakes though, you can't fix by being sorry. Can't fix them no matter what you do.", + "source": "The Alloy of Law, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 89, + "id": 7774 + }, + { + "text": "You ever notice how often he gets to be the one who rides in comfort, while I have to do things like gallop or walk all the time? Not very fair.", + "source": "The Alloy of Law, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 144, + "id": 7775 + }, + { + "text": "I killed your daddy. I mugged him in an alley for his pocketbook. I shot a better man than me, and because of that, I don't deserve to be alive.", + "source": "Shadows of Self, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 144, + "id": 7776 + }, + { + "text": "Our accents are clothing for our thoughts, my dear. Without them, everything we say would be stripped bare, and we might as well be screaming at one another. Oh look. The dessert lady has chocolate pastries again!", + "source": "Shadows of Self, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 213, + "id": 7777 + }, + { + "text": "So I guess I'm beginnin' to wonder: Maybe I can't ever do enough good to balance the bad I done. Maybe I'll always be worthless.", + "source": "The Lost Metal, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 128, + "id": 7778 + }, + { + "text": "What good is being imaginary if you can't ignore the weather?", + "source": "Legion, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 61, + "id": 7779 + }, + { + "text": "I could use a new dog. I'll feed it fake food and give it fake water and take it on fake walks. Everything a fake puppy could want.", + "source": "Legion, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 131, + "id": 7780 + }, + { + "text": "As long as I'm working against Vey I know I am doing something good -- even if I don't pay much attention to what is actually happening", + "source": "White Sand, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 135, + "id": 7781 + }, + { + "text": "When you steal a man's fortune, give him a title mocked and reviled by the rest of the nation -- and when you give him five years to contemplate his hatred -- make sure you never give him a chance to get revenge.", + "source": "White Sand, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 212, + "id": 7782 + }, + { + "text": "Boring, boring, and boring! No, I shall face this world drunk, or I shan't face it at all. Thank you for the suggestion, but since I judge it to be inane, I shall ignore it.", + "source": "White Sand, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 173, + "id": 7783 + }, + { + "text": "Steward, do you think we could knock down a few buildings to make this view more picturesque?", + "source": "White Sand, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 93, + "id": 7784 + }, + { + "text": "This world has given me little to believe in, Lord Mastrell. Those I thought were my friends betrayed me. The Profession I thought would protect me instead ripped my life away in exchange for this foolish mockery. A lesson for you, Perhaps?", + "source": "White Sand, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 240, + "id": 7785 + }, + { + "text": "I do what needs to be done, Wax. Isn't that the code of the lawkeeper? I haven't stopped being one; you never stop being a lawkeeper. It gets in you. You do what nobody else will. You stand up for the downtrodden, make things better, stop the criminals. 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This here, this is payback.", + "source": "The Alloy of Law, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 143, + "id": 7789 + }, + { + "text": "I will clean this city up, Suit. Even if I have to rip out its blackened heart with my fingernails, I'll do it.", + "source": "The Alloy of Law, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 111, + "id": 7790 + }, + { + "text": "Is there any doubt that I have been chosen for something great? Why else would I have this power, Waxillium? Why else would we be what we are? And yet, we let others rule. Let them make a mess of our world while we do nothing but chase petty criminals.", + "source": "The Alloy of Law, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 252, + "id": 7791 + }, + { + "text": "I served the law too. But now I serve something better. The essence of the law, but mixed with real justice. An alloy, Wax. The best parts of both made into one. I do something better than chase the filth sent to me from the city.", + "source": "The Alloy of Law, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 230, + "id": 7792 + }, + { + "text": "Don't tell me you never felt it. You worked every day to fix the world, Wax. You tried to end the pain, the violence, the robberies. It never worked. The more men you put down, the more troubles arose.", + "source": "The Alloy of Law, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 201, + "id": 7793 + }, + { + "text": "Wax is not a friend. We were never friends -- no more than two rival kings could ever be friends. We respect each other, we did similar jobs, and we worked together. It ends there.", + "source": "The Alloy of Law, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 180, + "id": 7794 + }, + { + "text": "Can't you see? Can't you see what important work we could be doing? Can't you see that we're meant to be doing it, perhaps even ruling. It's almost like like we, with the powers we have, are divine", + "source": "The Alloy of Law, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 197, + "id": 7795 + }, + { + "text": "I am not the first hero's son to be born without any talent for warfare. The others all got along. So shall I.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 110, + "id": 7796 + }, + { + "text": "Those who 'deserve' my mockery are those who can benefit from it, Brightlord Dalinar. That one is less fragile than you think him.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 130, + "id": 7797 + }, + { + "text": "There's something down there, something … ancient. You've felt it, haven't you? This place is weird; this whole tower is weird. You've noticed it too, right?", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 157, + "id": 7798 + }, + { + "text": "Does it strike you as cruel of fate, Father? My blood sickness gets healed, so I can finally be a soldier like I always wanted. But that same healing has given me another kind of fit. More dangerous than the other by far.", + "source": "Rythm of War, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 221, + "id": 7799 + }, + { + "text": "\"What of you, young Prince Renarin? Your father wishes me to leave you alone. Can you speak, yet say nothing ridiculous?\"\n\"Nothing ridiculous\", Renarin said slowly.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 164, + "id": 7800 + }, + { + "text": "Kid, you're the expert on what's weird. We'll trust your word.", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 62, + "id": 7801 + }, + { + "text": "Goodbye, my princess. Jaddeth be merciful to my soul. I only did the best I could.", + "source": "Elantris, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 82, + "id": 7802 + }, + { + "text": "He was not a zealot; he would never be a man of extreme passion. In the end, he followed Shu-Dereth because it made sense. That would have to be enough.", + "source": "Elantris, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 152, + "id": 7803 + }, + { + "text": "Let it be said that after all else, Hrathen, gyorn of Shu-Dereth, was not our enemy. He was our savior.", + "source": "Elantris, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 103, + "id": 7804 + }, + { + "text": "I thought, maybe even if I die it will be the step other spren need. You cannot reach the end of a proof without many steps in the middle, Shallan. I was to be the middle step.", + "source": "Rythm of War, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 176, + "id": 7805 + }, + { + "text": "\"Here,\" she said. \"In the corner. I think this is right.\" \"Mmm...\" he said. \"A few degrees off, so technically acute.\"", + "source": "Rythm of War, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 118, + "id": 7806 + }, + { + "text": "Unite them. The sun approaches the horizon. The Everstorm comes. The True Desolation. The Night of Sorrows. You must prepare.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 125, + "id": 7807 + }, + { + "text": "It comes! The Night of Sorrows! I stand on the precipice of dawn and watch it advance, consuming all light, all life, all hope! IT COMES!", + "source": "Wind and Truth, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 137, + "id": 7808 + }, + { + "text": "Our law will claim innocent men -- for all judges are flawed, as is our knowledge. Eventually, you will execute someone who does not deserve it. This is the burden society must carry in exchange for order.", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 205, + "id": 7809 + }, + { + "text": "Someone must bear the responsibility, someone must be dragged down by it, ruined by it. Someone must stain their souls so others may live... The burden for the blood of those wronged must rest somewhere. I am the sacrifice. We, Dalinar Kholin, are the sacrifices. Society offers us up to trudge through dirty water so others may be clean. Someone has to fall, that others may stand.", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 382, + "id": 7810 + }, + { + "text": "I understand. Assuming these were fully mine, and I were allowed, it would not be enough. I could wave my hand, heal this boy's body -- but I'd return in several weeks and find him starving again, because the systems that caused this suffering are still in place... So I change the systems...", + "source": "Wind and Truth, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 292, + "id": 7811 + }, + { + "text": "He loved them. Oh, how he loved this city, with its art, and its library, and its many hospitals that took any patient without cost. He even loved the secret portions of those hospitals, where people had died at the hands of his surgeons, killed to gather their Death Rattles. Sacrifices made in a terrible, but important quest -- for that had once been his sole way to gain insight into the future.\nHis policies ensured the greatest good. In Kharbranth he found justification, for here was a city that -- in war -- knew peace...\nWas that enough? He began to weep, for he knew it would not be enough.", + "source": "Wind and Truth, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 600, + "id": 7812 + }, + { + "text": "Retribution would keep his promises. Oaths were important. And Retribution would destroy anyone who believed differently.", + "source": "Wind and Truth, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 121, + "id": 7813 + }, + { + "text": "What is this one death to you? Your government does worse every day. Your non-Radiant Soulcasters? Slowly consumed by their powers to provide food. The darkeyes -- the slaves you didn't want to free -- toil, giving their best years to their betters. You let innocent men be hanged so that justice may be applied evenly. You let soldiers die, and children on the other side starve, so your people at home can greet each other with cheerful mornings.\nThis is the actual nature of virtue and leadership. And if you aren't willing to dirty your pristine, godly, oh-so-righteous hands with it... then I name you a coward. The worst kind of hypocrite.", + "source": "Wind and Truth, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 645, + "id": 7814 + }, + { + "text": "Admit it, Jasnah. You only seek your greater good. You protect your kingdom, and your people, above others. Your philosophy is deeply flawed, for you cannot know what is best for all. A mortal cannot think of Roshar at large -- let alone the cosmere. Have you imagined how many planets there are, how many people? Would you let Roshar be destroyed to protect them?", + "source": "Wind and Truth, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 364, + "id": 7815 + }, + { + "text": "I hate the other highprinces. But I try to hate everyone. That way, I don't risk leaving out anyone particularly deserving.", + "source": "Words of Radiance, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 123, + "id": 7816 + }, + { + "text": "I will note that this Desolation of yours is going to undermine years of my business planning.", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 94, + "id": 7817 + }, + { + "text": "If a man takes nothing in his life seriously, it makes a woman wonder. What is she? Another joke? Another whim?", + "source": "Rythm of War, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 111, + "id": 7818 + }, + { + "text": "Onward, then! To glory and some such nonsense. If we find riches, remember that I get my part! I got here before Aladar. That has to count for something.", + "source": "Words of Radiance, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 153, + "id": 7819 + }, + { + "text": "I… have seen Ishar. He curses me at night, even as he names himself a god. He seeks death. His own. Perhaps that of every man.", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 126, + "id": 7820 + }, + { + "text": "But take care; Ishar's skill as a duelist is a lesser danger. He has recovered his Honorblade. He is a Bondsmith unchained.", + "source": "Rythm of War, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 123, + "id": 7821 + }, + { + "text": "I don't matter. Sure, Azir does. But I'm only a kid they put on the throne because they were afraid that assassin would come back.", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 130, + "id": 7822 + }, + { + "text": "My, my, lad. That was something incredible you did! I'm… not even sure what it was, but it was something incredible indeed!", + "source": "Alcatraz Versus the Evil Librarians: The Shattered Lens, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 123, + "id": 7823 + }, + { + "text": "Penrod is an honorable man. Or, at least, as honorable as noblemen get -- which means that he insists on being seen as honorable.", + "source": "Well of Ascension, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 129, + "id": 7824 + }, + { + "text": "It's not the gambling itself that got me. It's that I built up how it would feel to win, only to come crashing down each time, leaving me feeling like I'd missed out on something I was owed. That made me dull to everything else. Till I was a man without a heart, sending boys off to die each day on those bridge runs.", + "source": "Wind and Truth, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 317, + "id": 7825 + }, + { + "text": "I hate myself for being a part of this. But he'd hated himself for a long time now.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 83, + "id": 7826 + }, + { + "text": "I liked being useful. Reminded me of back when I first joined up. You tell her, Veil. Tell her to give us something to do other than gambling and drinking. Because to be honest, I ain't very good at either one.", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 210, + "id": 7827 + }, + { + "text": "What's so special about a body? Yes, we have brains, you and I. What we 'feel' and 'think' is the result of chemicals swimming around inside our heads. How is that so different from the emotions of the Machineborn? Bits or hormones, does it matter?", + "source": "Perfect State, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 248, + "id": 7828 + }, + { + "text": "Don't make important people angry unless you're getting paid by people who are even more powerful.", + "source": "Warbreaker, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 98, + "id": 7829 + }, + { + "text": "Cousin, what did we ever do without you? Life was so boring before you decided to sail over and mess it all up for us.", + "source": "Elantris, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 118, + "id": 7830 + }, + { + "text": "You know, you could have left a scar. I had to go through an awful lot to get that wound -- you should have seen how courageous I was. My grandchildren are going to be disappointed that I don't have any scars to show them.", + "source": "Elantris, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 222, + "id": 7831 + }, + { + "text": "A good king is one who is trusted by his people -- and one who deserves that trust.", + "source": "Well of Ascension, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 83, + "id": 7832 + }, + { + "text": "A man can only stumble for so long before he either falls or stands up straight.", + "source": "Well of Ascension, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 80, + "id": 7833 + }, + { + "text": "Sometimes, people only seem determined upon one course because they have been offered no other options.", + "source": "Well of Ascension, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 103, + "id": 7834 + }, + { + "text": "I only ever saw one man pushing the Synod toward active measures. 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Other men are strong like bricks -- firm, unyielding, but if you pound on them long enough, they crack. You ... you're strong like the wind. Always there, so willing to bend, but never apologetic for the times when you must be firm. I don't think any of your friends understand what a power they had in you.", + "source": "Well of Ascension, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 369, + "id": 7837 + }, + { + "text": "A man can only lead when others accept him as their leader, and he has only as much authority as his subjects give to him. All of the brilliant ideas in the world cannot save your kingdom if no one will listen to them.", + "source": "Well of Ascension, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 218, + "id": 7838 + }, + { + "text": "I see. You do not yet understand the nature of lies. I had that trouble myself, long ago. The Shards here are very strict. You will have to see the truth, child, before you can expand upon it. 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To lack feeling is to be dead, but to act on every feeling is to be a child.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 160, + "id": 7846 + }, + { + "text": "A monarch is control. He provides stability. It is his service and his trade good. If he cannot control himself, then how can he control the lives of men? What merchant worth his Stormlight won't partake of the very fruit he sells?", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 231, + "id": 7847 + }, + { + "text": "As I fear not a child with a weapon he cannot lift, I will never fear the mind of a man who does not think.", + "source": "Words of Radiance, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 107, + "id": 7848 + }, + { + "text": "If you aren't familiar with a place, you need to become familiar with it.", + "source": "Warbreaker, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 73, + "id": 7849 + }, + { + "text": "\"Unfortunately, Parlin, people aren't like animals.\"\n\"I am aware of that. Animals make sense.\"", + "source": "Warbreaker, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 94, + "id": 7850 + }, + { + "text": "They thought that people were more likely to manifest powers if their lives were in danger. So... they'd put lives in danger. Members of their own group -- never an innocent outsider, bless the winds. But that was bad enough. I watched people let themselves be pushed off cliffs, watched them tied in place with a candle slowly burning a rope until it snapped and dropped a rock to crush them.", + "source": "Words of Radiance, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 393, + "id": 7851 + }, + { + "text": "I will be human, We will kill you. Take your cities. Then we will be human.", + "source": "The Hero of Ages, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 75, + "id": 7852 + }, + { + "text": "I'm bigger than some. Smaller than some -- but not very many. That means I'm old.", + "source": "The Hero of Ages, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 81, + "id": 7853 + }, + { + "text": "Care. 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A very different me than I was a year ago, but I can't worry about that, so I just keep moving and hope my feet take me where I need to go.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 257, + "id": 7858 + }, + { + "text": "Authority doesn't come from a rank. It comes from the men who give it to you. That's the only way to get it.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 108, + "id": 7859 + }, + { + "text": "Somebody has to start. Somebody has to step forward and do what is right, because it is right. If nobody starts, then others cannot follow...Because, son. We have to be better than they are.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 190, + "id": 7860 + }, + { + "text": "In four years, I will bring him home safely. I promise it by the storms and the Almighty's tenth name itself. I will bring him back.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 132, + "id": 7861 + }, + { + "text": "I want you to go back into the barrack and tell the men to come out after the storm. Tell them to look up at me tied here. Tell them I'll open my eyes and look back at them, and they'll know that I survived.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 207, + "id": 7862 + }, + { + "text": "The scars haven't finished with me yet, it appears. I'll try again another time.", + "source": "Words of Radiance, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 80, + "id": 7863 + }, + { + "text": "Honor is dead. But I'll see what I can do. If this goes poorly, take care of my men.", + "source": "Words of Radiance, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 84, + "id": 7864 + }, + { + "text": "The sky and the winds are mine, I claim them. 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We wouldn't want to let something as simple as the pains of our people to interfere with our leisure time. Why am I even talking to you?", + "source": "Warbreaker, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 150, + "id": 7869 + }, + { + "text": "Once, the Returned didn't just listen to petitions and say yes or no. They would take the time to hear each person who came to them, then seek to help them as best they could", + "source": "Warbreaker, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 174, + "id": 7870 + }, + { + "text": "Orphans make such heart-wrenching victims, so innocent yet no one to mourn them. Or would you prioritize saving someone with a more personal connection?", + "source": "White Sand, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 152, + "id": 7871 + }, + { + "text": "I'm a man of extremes, Navani. I discovered that when I was a youth. 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We will make a pyre of this city, and there shall be no weeping for its passing, for none will remain to weep.", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 249, + "id": 7875 + }, + { + "text": "She came to us, to plead. How could you have missed her? Do you track your own family so poorly? The hole you burned … we don't hide there anymore. Everyone knows about it. Now it's a prison.", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 191, + "id": 7876 + }, + { + "text": "You've shown me something today, Sadeas –- shown it to me by the very act of trying to remove me ... You've shown me that I'm still a threat.", + "source": "The Way of Kings, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 141, + "id": 7877 + }, + { + "text": "Old friend, Honor might be dead, but I have felt … something else. Something beyond. A warmth and a light. It is not that God has died, it is that the Almighty was never God.", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 174, + "id": 7878 + }, + { + "text": "Dalinar remembered. Her name had been Evi. She'd been tall and willowy, with pale yellow hair -- not true golden, like the hair of the Iriali, but striking in its own right.", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 173, + "id": 7879 + }, + { + "text": "It's not a matter of morality, is it? It's a matter of thresholds. How many guilty may be punished before you'd accept one innocent casualty? A thousand? Ten thousand? A hundred? When you consider, all calculations are meaningless except one. Has more good been done than evil? If so, then the law has done its job. And so… I must hang all four men. And I would weep, every night, for having done it", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 399, + "id": 7880 + }, + { + "text": "Your butt is too nice. Old guys shouldn't have tight butts. It means you spend waaay too much time swinging a sword or punching people. You should have an old flabby butt. Then I'd trust you.", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 191, + "id": 7881 + }, + { + "text": "Honor? No, he truly is dead, as you've been told. I'm the other one, Dalinar. They call me Odium.", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 97, + "id": 7882 + }, + { + "text": "Dalinar looked at it, baffled, then up at the old man. In Odium's eyes, he could see that violet-black fire. Deep, deep within. The figure with whom Dalinar spoke was not the god, it was merely a face, a mask. Because if Dalinar had to confront the true force behind those smiling eyes, he would go mad.", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 303, + "id": 7883 + }, + { + "text": "It seemed that Dalinar had been four people in his life. The bloodlusty warrior, who killed wherever he was pointed, and the consequences could go to Damnation.\nThe general, who had feigned distinguished civility -- when secretly, he'd longed to get back on the battlefield so he could shed more blood. Third, the broken man. The one who paid for the actions of the youth.\nThen finally, the fourth man: most false of them all. The man who had given up his memories so he could pretend to be something better.", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 508, + "id": 7884 + }, + { + "text": "If you become that first man again, it will stop hurting. In your youth, you did what needed to be done. You were stronger then.\nIs this leadership? To cry each night? To shake and tremble? Those are the actions of a child, not a man.\nGive me your pain.", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 253, + "id": 7885 + }, + { + "text": "You've said the oaths, but do you understand the journey? Do you understand what it requires? You've forgotten one essential part, one thing that without which there can be no journey.", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 184, + "id": 7886 + }, + { + "text": "I will take responsibility for what I have done, if I must fall, I will rise each time a better man.", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 100, + "id": 7887 + }, + { + "text": "The enemy brought a very big stick to this battle, Captain. I'm going to take it away.", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 86, + "id": 7888 + }, + { + "text": "I hate what this does. I see beauty in you, Dalinar Kholin. I see a great man struggling against a terrible one. And sometimes, you get this look in your eyes. A horrible, terrifying nothingness. Like you have become a creature with no heart, feasting upon sounds to fill that void, dragging pain spren in your wake. It haunts me, Dalinar.", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 339, + "id": 7889 + }, + { + "text": "And Renarin? Dalinar, you have two sons, in case you have forgotten. Do you even care about this child's condition? Or is he nothing to you, now that he can't become a soldier?", + "source": "Oathbringer, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 176, + "id": 7890 + }, + { + "text": "I have been treating the other highprinces and their lighteyes like adults. An adult can take a principle and adapt it to his needs. But we're not ready for that yet. We're children. 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Can any man make a pocket watch that won't eventually wind down? Can you imagine a lantern that won't eventually burn out? All things end. Think of me as a caretaker -- the one who watches the shop and makes certain that the lights are turned out, that everything is cleaned up, once closing time arrives.", + "source": "The Hero of Ages, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 423, + "id": 7923 + }, + { + "text": "You are a piece of me, you know. Beautiful destroyer. Blunt and effective. Of all those I've claimed over this brief thousand years, you are the only one I think just might be able to understand me.", + "source": "The Hero of Ages, Brandon Sanderson", + "length": 198, + "id": 7924 } ] }