They tried boiling books, but that didn’t work very well.” “I’m surprised they haven’t tried boiling one another.” “Oh, it’s been tried,” Galladon said. “Fortunately. something happens to us during the Shaod-apparently the flesh of a dead man doesn’t taste too good. Kolo?
It’s what happens when you shoot someone,” Wayne pointed out. “At least, usually someone has the good sense to get dead when you go to all the trouble to shoot them.
People can do great things. However, there are some things they just CAN’T do. I, for instance, have not been able to transform myself into a Popsicle, despite years of effort.
Think of the possibilities–if the ash were red, the rivers would run like blood. Black is so monotonous that you can forget about it, but red–you’d always be thinking, ‘Why, look at that. That hill is red. That evil force of doom trying to destroy me certainly has style.
Attacking a provincial lord in his manor house, surrounded by guards…Honestly, Kell, I’d nearly forgotten how foolhardy you can be. “Foolhardy?” Kelsier asked with a laugh. “that wasn’t foolhardy – that was just a small diversion. You should see some of the things
To live is to have worries and uncertainties. Keep them inside, and they will destroy you for certain–leaving behind a person so callused that emotion can find no root in his heart.
