The Dark Talent Quotes

“Fine,” Grandpa said. “You fetch your evil Librarian mother from the jail. I’ll go warm up the giant penguin!”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Dark Talent

“Well, that was fun,” Grandpa said as he climbed to his feet. “Anyone dead?”
“Does my pride count?” Draulin asked, dusting herself off.
“I don’t think so,” Grandpa said. “I killed that years ago. Dif, I appreciate your enthusiasm, but shoving my grandson out of planes is usually my job. So next time, kindly refrain until I give the word.”
“Sorry, sir,” Dif said, looking abashed.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Dark Talent

“Wouldn’t tennis be way more interesting with explosive balls?”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Dark Talent

“Imagine jumping off a high building into a sea of marshmallows, then reaching out with a million arms to touch the entire world, while realizing that every emotion you’ve ever had is connected to every other emotion, and they’re really one big emotion, like an emotion-whale that you can’t completely see because you’re up too close to notice anything other than a little bit of leathery emotion-whale skin. I”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Dark Talent

“Some of you have been waiting for years to read this, the final volume of my autobiography.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Dark Talent

“Colliding Kowals!” he yelled at us. “What took you so long? Get in, get in! Oh, and by the way, Shasta, I’m giving this penguin to you!” “Giving it to me?” she shouted up at him as we reached the base of the penguin. “Why in the world would you do that?” “Because I promised my grandson we’d steal a ship to ride out,” Grandpa yelled back, “and we can’t very well do that if we own the blasted thing. So it’s yours. Incidentally, we’re stealing it. Onward!”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Dark Talent

“We must go. Leave the Smedrys to do what they do best.” “Save the world?” Grandpa asked. “Get into trouble?” Kaz asked. “Run around screaming?” I asked.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Dark Talent

“you know, eating bricks, glaring”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Dark Talent

“only seen a glimpse of it in the bright light: an outfit of Nalhallan design, with big epaulettes* on the shoulders and all kinds of ropes and ribbons and buttons and things, intended to make officers stand out on a battlefield and get shot first so the soldiers doing the real fighting are safe.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Dark Talent

“wonder why I keep writing these chapter introductions. I spend a lot of time in these stories not actually writing these stories. There must be something to it. Something I don’t want to admit. These are another delay. To keep myself from writing the inevitable. As long as I’m waxing fanciful about bunnies and bazookas, I don’t have to make progress toward the ending. I don’t want to get there. Despite claiming I’m writing these autobiographies to set the story straight, I don’t actually want to do it. Deep down, I’d rather think of myself as a hero. Of course, I’m probably too much of a coward to include this section in the book.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Dark Talent

“Your father never fit in here either. He never fit in anywhere. It’s part of what I like about him.” Troubled,”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Dark Talent

“As for being young,” I said, kneeling down, “yeah, I’m aware. Doesn’t mean I haven’t figured out a few things.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Dark Talent

“The Talents aren’t alive—no more than your conscience is alive, or your anger is alive. You may feel like these things have a life to them, but that’s dangerous—it makes them external, Al. Like you don’t have responsibility for them. Your Talent is a piece of you.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Dark Talent

“The explosion, it seemed, had shocked the life into people.*”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Dark Talent

“You are worried I’ve started something dangerous,” I said. “You’re wrong. I’m not starting it, I’m finishing it.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Dark Talent

“So it’s time for you to stand up, stop whining, and either help or get out of my way.” I”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Dark Talent