James Stapleton

“Bother me? Why would it? Immortality is damn convenient.” “Don’t know about that,” Wayne said. “Seems to me that it would be nice to finally be done, you know? It’s like … like you’re running a race, and you don’t know quite where the end is, but you got an idea. An’ you only need to make it that far. I can do that, I figure. But you, you don’t have no end.” “You actually sound like you want to die.” “Someday,” Wayne said. “Huh. Maybe I should get into politics.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Shadows of Self

“Entitlements. Leesha hated the word, too, but not for the same reason as Arther. It was a cold word, used by those with full bellies to bemoan feeding those without.”
― Peter V. Brett, The Skull Throne

“He wasn’t sure which side of the argument he came down on, but at least he wasn’t going around melting people for an audience. Besides, for the moment he figured he’d choose the side that wasn’t actively trying to kill him. He strolled and stuck”
― Brandon Sanderson, Shadows of Self

“Waxillium had seen some odd things in his life. He’d visited koloss camps in the Roughs, even been invited to join their numbers. He’d met and spoken with God himself and had received a personal gift from Death. That did not prepare him for the sight of a pretty young woman’s chest turning nearly transparent, one of the breasts splitting and offering up the hilt of a small handgun.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Shadows of Self