The Lost Metal Quotes

“You are whatever you want to be, Wayne. You’re the wind. You’re the stars. You are all endless things.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal

“City folk, particularly politicians, were intimidated by small arms. They preferred to kill people with more modern weapons, like poverty and despair.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal

“He sat staring at the door for a long time. He wasn’t wearing a hat, which meant he had to just be himself. The true him, the one that knew this pain. They’d ridden together on many a dusty path. This pain had been his invisible friend since childhood.

The pain of knowing what he really was.

The pain of being worthless.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal

“You're meant to be helping people.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal

“Ain’t no fellow who regretted giving it one extra shake, but you can bet every guy has regretted giving one too few.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal

“Mate, it ain't violence if it's religion.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal

“I'm not of your religion. . ."

"Death is not a religion," Ironeyes said. "It is a fact."

"But--"

"How would you like to die, mortal?" Ironeyes asked, stepping closer, robes billowing around him. "And when? Quietly? In the night, of a failing heart? Drowning, on one of your new ships as it sinks? Here? Right now? Crushed by the weight of your own stupidity?”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal

“Wayne. You aren’t the best I could do. You’re the best there is. And no being, neither god nor mortal, could have wished for more than one such as you.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal

“Damn, Wax. I just say things! You’re not supposed to actually pay attention to them!”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal

“He stretched into the wind. And into the stars.
And all endless things.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal

“Lock a man in prison, and you might stop him from committing crimes. Teach a man to respect himself and his community, and you stopped everyone he might have taught, recruited, or bullied.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal

“People are elastic, Wax thought. We can keep reshaping ourselves. And if we’re not quite the same as before, well, that’s good. It means we can grow.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal

“Point is," Wayne continued, "we can make fun of you because we like you. That's how it works. Anybody else does it, and we ram a dueling cane up a part of them that I can't mention, 'cuz I'm working on my language.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal

“Bastards!" Wayne said.
"Wayne!"
"Fine! Regular old turds then!”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal

“Everyone shut up and listen!” Steris snapped. “Or I will barf on the table to get your attention!” The entire room stared at her. “I’ll do it,” she warned. “I keep medication in my handbag to produce the effect. You’d be surprised at how often the option is relevant.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal

“Ranette said a lot of mean things, but they weren't ... well, they weren't actually mean. He joked, and she joked. And sure, sometimes there was an edge of truth to it, but that's what friends was about. Making you look a little silly when you were together, so that you didn't look really stupid when you were apart.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal

“And my whiskey is wearing off. Stupid body. Metabolizing and neutralizing poisons as if I didn’t dump ’em in there on purpose.” He looked up. “You think I could cut out my liver and stay drunk forever?”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal

“What if we decided to make an effort to let ourselves be happy?”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal

“You can’t keep digging up the corpse of who you used to be, Wayne. You can’t keep toting it around. Let him stay buried. Consider who you are, not who you left behind. That’s what I’ve learned these last few years. It’s made all the difference.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal

“People suffered when the truth became a commodity to be speculated upon.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal

“I knew you’d glow,”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal

“Sometimes to make an omelet, you had to break a few skulls.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal

“Fair enough. Number two: Ask a woman how much she weighs. Then lift her. She’ll have increased in weight. Feruchemists, every one.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal

“Death is not a religion. It is a fact.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal

“Assassinating the Lord Ruler?” Wax asked. “Isn’t that a little violent for a children’s book?” “Mate,” Wayne said, “it ain’t violence if it’s religion. Don’t you know anythin’?”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal

“As she’d grown older, she’d come to understand something more incredible. They just didn’t feel that anxiety. They didn’t have a constant, hovering worry in the back of their brain, whispering they’d forgotten something important. They didn’t spend hours thinking about the mistakes they’d made, and how they could have planned better. They lived in a perpetual state between blessed contentment and frightening ignorance.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal

“Maybe … maybe it was time to bury that corpse. Because rusts, it was feelin’ heavy lately. What would life be like if he weren’t carryin’ that thing? Maybe a part of him was ready, and had been for years. He’d stopped shakin’ when he held a gun. His body was ready to move on. Could his mind allow it?”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal

“Hey, Wax! Somebody done sewn a sack of dicks together and made a person! It’s even walking!”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal

“And so Gud lined up a shot and Jak did likewise—but Jak shot first, hitting Gud straight through the sights into the eye! Right, Ma!” “Yup.” “And his head exploded,” Wayne said, “like a fruit—the crunchy kind, the shell all tough but it’s gooey inside. Is that how it happened?” “Absolutely.” “Dang, Ma,” Wayne said. “That’s gruesome. You sure you should be tellin’ me this story?” “Should I stop?” “Hell no!”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal

“Kell?”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Lost Metal