Brandon Sanderson Quotes

I WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND THIS SOCIETY! First they try to murder me then they lie to me!

There's times I'd rather kill you than listen to your honesty.

Now when you hates you shrinks up inside and gets littler and you squeezes your heart tight and you stays so mad with peoples you feels sick all the time like you needs the doctor.

The brutalization of humans by other humans never fails to get to me in some angry-making way. It shot up in me like an explosion.

Anger is the most impotent of passions. It effects nothing it goes about, and hurts the one who is possessed by it more than the one against whom it is directed.

I think, often, when you are in just a lot of pain, it comes out as anger.

Anger is energising. The opposite of anger is depression, which is anger turned inward.

Anger tears me up inside... My own... or anyone else's.

There are places you go, and they say, 'Take off your dark glasses so we can see your beautiful blue eyes.' And you just want to... you just want to... I dunno, um... thump them.

I grew up with lots of anger, frustration, and violence in my heart.

So far, I should be calm and more specifically not like that...Anything else? Would you like to do surgery on my personality? How about open-heart surgery? I´ve got some tools

Destructiveness is the outcome of an unlived life.

Good thing he's dead," Lula said, "or that would have hurt like the devil.

Why don't you bore a hole in yourself and let the sap run out?

...I knew he would be dead, because Dally Winston wanted to be dead and he always got what he wanted.

Don’t try and make me feel better, Alex. I hate you.” “I hate you, too.

I know. So, I was angry with you. I didn't know why. I was angry with the world. I did know why. I hated all my therapists for being useless. I was this little ball of self-destructive fury, and none of them could do anything but tell me that I was a little ball of self-destructive fury. [...] I knew I was angry. Tell me what to do with that anger, please.

I hate you all because you destroy my dreams!

I am Joe's Enraged, Inflamed, sense of rejection.

Oh, I'm so glad we know what it's called, that's a great help," snarled Ron, leaning back, trying to stop the plant from curling around his neck.

I had older brothers who would pick on me, and injustice always boiled my blood.

If you could kick the posterior of the person who has hurt you the most, ...you wouldn't be able to sit down for six weeks.

You're trying your damndest, you strike out and they boo you. I act like it doesn't bother me, like I don't hear anything the fans say, but the truth is I hear every word of it and it kills me.

All the men I did get to know, every single man of them, has filled me with but one desire: to lift my hand and bring it smashing down on his face.

Resentment slowly poisoned my blood and I laughed at myself and my absurd hopes.