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That was cool.' You're psychotic.

It was one thing to snuggle a little when the world seemed about to end, and quite another to explain to her parents that she wanted to date an ancient magical horse.

Why hasn't anyone killed him yet?" "Dumb luck," Wit said. "In that I'm lucky you're all so dumb.

This is going to take a while. I'm a fantasy author. We have trouble with the concept of brevity.

I write these words in steel, for anything not set in metal cannot be trusted.

How . . ." Dalinar said. "You fell into a chasm!" "I fell face-first, sir," Kaladin said, "and fortunately, I'm particularly hard-headed.

Remember, despite the fact that this book is being sold as a 'fantasy' novel, you must take all of the things it says extremely seriously, as they are quite important, are in no way silly, and always make sense. Rutabaga.

Don't do anything stupid." "Don't worry," I whispered over the line, "I'm an expert on stupid." "You're..." "Like, I can spot stupidity, because I know it so well. The way an exterminator knows bugs really well, and can spot where they've been? I'm like that. A stupidinator." "Never say that word again," Prof said.

You see the dilemma?" Ham asked. "I see an idiot," Breeze mumbled.

Your name is Lift, right?" "Right." "And your order?" "More food.

Shallan, weren't you supposed to be reading?" "I . . . had trouble concentrating." "So you came up on deck," Jasnah said, "to sketch pictures of young men working without their shirts on. You expected this to help your concentration?

I point out truths when I see them, Brightlord Sadeas. Each man has his place. Mine is to make insults. Yours is to be in-sluts.

You promised me I could measure your . . . particular abilities." "Promised?" Kaladin asked. "I don't remember a promise." "You grunted

And don't waste time worshipping Harmony. Doing good was the worship.

My dear, have you ever known me to make an inflammatorily ridiculous statement without providing an equally ridiculous explanation to substantiate it?" "Of course not," she agreed. "You are nothing if not exhaustive in your self-congratulatory made-up logic.

It's going to be painful." "It's a fun tradition." "So was witch-burning," Melody said. "Unless you were the witch.

The door slammed open. Vivenna jumped, putting a hand to her chest. Vasher walked in. 'Start reaching for that sword when you're startled,' he said. 'There's little reason to grab your shirt, unless you're planning to rip it off.

It's actually a rather romantic and dramatic story --- one I would eagerly tell you, except for the fact that I recently forgot it, based on it being far too long and having not enough decapitations.

I wasn't complaining', Pattern complained.

Oh, storms yes! Everybody, give the Lopen your spheres! I have glowing that needs to be done.

Shallan's mental image of Jasnah Kholin was of someone almost divine. It was, upon reflection, an odd way to regard a determined atheist.

You're an odd one, son." "The normal ones are dead in the chasms, sir.

My robotic ghost would haunt your fleshy one.

He grinned, then winked at her as the waiter finally stepped over. "You wanted—" the waiter began. "Liquor," Wayne said. "Would you care to be a little more specific, sir?" "Lots of liquor.