I try to avoid having thoughts. They lead to other thoughts, and—if you’re not careful—those lead to actions. Actions make you tired. I have this on rather good authority from someone who once read it in a book.
Yet she was beginning to think that she– along with others– had taken this belief too far, letting her desire to seem humble become a form of pride itself. She now saw that when her faith had become about clothing instead of people, it had taken a wrong turn.
I’m planning to do! Dockson stood for a moment then he laughed too. “By the Lord Ruler, it’s good to have you back, kell! I’m afraid I’ve grown rather boring during the last few years” “We’ll fix that” Kelsier promised.
Wayne’s a little attached to that hat,” Waxillium said. “He thinks it’s lucky.” Wayne: “It is lucky. I ain’t never died while wearing that hat.” Marasi frowned. “I … I’m not sure I know how to respond.” Wax: “That’s a common reaction to Wayne.
There was rarely an obvious branching point in a person’s life. People changed slowly, over time. You didn’t take on step, then find yourself in a completely new location.
Those seemed to become figures, crafted by the bones and branches stretching from the heaps on the ground. Bodies and souls. His movement made the shadows twist, as if turning to regard him.
Well Vin says that there’s something behind all this, right? Some evil force of doom or whatever? Well, if I were said force of doom, then I certainly wouldn’t have used my powers to turn the land black. It just lacks flair. Red. Now, that would be an interesting color.
