mistborn ✨

“Everything’s going to change, Sazed, and I can’t stop it.” Sazed smiled fondly. “Then, Mistress,” he said quietly, “simply enjoy what you have. The future will surprise you, I think.”

“I am sorry,” Harmony said with a gentle voice, “for your pain.”

“Everyone always said you were insane.” “And I always acknowledged that they had a point.”

The world had gone chaotic recently. He had made mistakes. Yet, despite everything that had happened, and despite his frustrations, he still felt strongly that he wanted to be with Vin.

“Wayne’s a little attached to that hat. He thinks it’s lucky.” “It is lucky. I ain’t never died while wearing that hat.”

On the outside, I want to see you smiling. Do it in defiance, if you have to.

“Is that what this is all about?” Vin said. “You trying to turn me into a queen for Elend?” “No, child,” Tindwyl said. “I wish to help you turn into whoever you are.”

Someone else moves us, lawman.

Vin closed her eyes, simply feeling the warmth of being held. And realized that was all she had ever really wanted.

Dockson shrugged. Then, with a perfectly straight face, he said, ‘Wasing not of wasing is.’

Don’t forget the ash because you see a little silk.

“Wayne, you’re going to get us into trouble, aren’t you?” “Only if we get caught!” He pointed.

“Hell of an entryway you’ve got there, Ham.” Ham smiled. “You should see the bathroom.”

There's always another secret.

There was more to it. This young man was special. At the very least, their relationship was special. Spook believed in him as no other had.

Are there any religions on your list that include the slaughter of noblemen as a holy duty?

She wore trousers, because skirts were stupid, and boots, 'cuz stuff needed to be kicked.

He hungered for these glimpses of his friends. Though each was only a brief flash—like a single image from eyes blinked open—he clung to them. They were reminders that outside his prison, life continued.

You know, Ham. The only funny thing about your jokes is how often they lack any humor whatsoever.

“Lost?” Elend whispered. “We've won, Marsh.”