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“Sometimes you read a book so special that you want to carry it around with you for months after you've finished just to stay near it.”
― Markus Zusak

“The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid.”
― Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey

“Hadrian dismounted and began unloading Dancer. "How long were we on the road?" He paused to look up at the moon.
"What? Five, six hours? Not a damn word. Getting chilly out, don't you think, Hadrian? The moon looks like a fingernail, ain't that right, Hadrian? The tree looks like a goddamn bear, don't it, Hadrian? Nothing. By the way, in case you haven't noticed, I was attacked by a goshawk and a pig-riding dwarf that shot eggs at me with a sling. I was knocked from my horse and wrestled with the dwarf, the hawk, and the pig for what had to be half an hour. The dwarf kept smashing eggs in my face, and the ruddy pig pinned me down, licking them off. I only got away because the dwarf ran out of eggs. Then the hawk turned into a moth that became distracted by the light of the moon."
Royce shifted to his side, hood up.
"Yeah, well...thank Maribor and Novron I didn't need your help THAT time.”
― Micheal J. Sullivan

“Did you save any?" Royce asked.
"Any what?"
"Of those eggs. If you did, we could cook them for breakfast in the morning."
Hadrian lay silent for a moment confused; then it hit him and he almost laughed.”
― Micheal J. Sullivan

“Do you wish me a good morning, or mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not; or that you feel good this morning; or that it is a morning to be good on?”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Hobbit, or There and Back Again

“As they climbed into their saddles, Myron bowed his head and muttered a soft prayer.
“There,” Hadrian told Royce, “we’ve got Maribor on our side. Now you can relax.”
“Actually,” Myron said sheepishly, “I was praying for the horses. But I will pray for you as well,” he added hastily.”
― Michael J. Sullivan, Theft of Swords

“If this hast been done to language, I fear to know the fate of all else.”
― Michael J. Sullivan, Theft of Swords

“it is a well-known fact that brawling begets friendship.”
― Jonathan Auxier, Peter Nimble and His Fantastic Eyes

“You're an Apprentice! You're not ready to think!"
Gilan and Halt.
The Ruins of Gorlan.”
― John Flanagan

“I'll just hang upside down from the wire banana and throw bags of flour at the librarians.”
― Lissa Evans, Horten's Miraculous Mechanisms: Magic, Mystery, & a Very Strange Adventure

“Hobbies are for people who don’t read books,”
― Lissa Evans, Crooked Heart

“I like colorful tales with black beginnings and stormy middles and cloudless blue-sky endings. But any story will do.”
― Katherine Applegate, The One and Only Ivan

“Humans waste words. They toss them like banana peels and leave them to rot. Everyone knows the peels are the best part.”
― Katherine Applegate, The One and Only Ivan

“Homework, I have discovered, involves a sharp pencil and thick books and long sighs.”
― Katherine Applegate, The One and Only Ivan

“What wasdat, sir? What wazzat sir? What wassat, sir?”
“Wayne, what are you babbling about?” Waxillium asked.
“Practicing my pretzel guy,” Wayne said. “He had a great accent...”
Waxillium glanced at him. "That hat looks ridiculous.”
“Fortunately, I can change hats,” Wayne said in the pretzel-guy accent, “while you, sir, are stuck with that face.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Alloy of Law

“Why do they call it research if I've only done it this one time?”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Alloy of Law

“So, Wax,” Wayne butted in. “Where did you say that bloke was who had my hat?”
“I told you that he got away after I shot him.”
“I was hoping he’d dropped my hat, you know. Getting shot makes people drop stuff.”
Waxillium sighed. “He still had it on when he left, I’m afraid.”
Wayne started cursing.
“Wayne,” Marasi said. “It’s only a hat.”
“Only a hat?” he asked, aghast.
“Wayne’s a little attached to that hat,” Waxillium said. “He thinks it’s lucky.”
“It is lucky. I ain’t never died while wearing that hat.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Alloy of Law

“Plan?” Marasi asked.
“Not dyin’.”
“Anything more detailed than that?”
“Not dyin’ … today?”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Bands of Mourning

“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.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Bands of Mourning

“Oi,” Wayne said, hustling up beside him. “A good plan that one was, eh?”
“It was the same plan you always have,” Wax said. “The one where I get to be the decoy.”
“Ain’t my fault people like to shoot at you, mate,” Wayne said as they reached the coach. “You should be happy; you’re usin’ your talents, like me granners always said a man should do.”
“I’d rather not have ‘shootability’ be my talent.”
“Well, you gotta use what you have,” Wayne said, leaning against the side of the carriage as Cob the coachman opened the door for Wax. “Same reason I always have bits of rat in my stew.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Bands of Mourning

“I have known you for an entire year now, Lord Waxillium,” Steris said. “I can accept you for who you are, but I am under no illusions. Something will happen at our wedding. A villain will burst in, guns firing. Or we’ll discover explosives in the altar. Or Father Bin will inexplicably turn out to be an old enemy and attempt to murder you instead of performing the ceremony. It will happen. I’m merely trying to prepare for it.” “You’re serious, aren’t you?” Wax asked, smiling. “You’re actually thinking of inviting one of my enemies so you can plan for a disruption.” “I’ve sorted them by threat level and ease of access,” Steris said, shuffling through her papers.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Shadows of Self

“Money is meaningless.” Waxillium perked up. “What?” “Only expectation has value as currency, Waxillium,” Uncle Edwarn said. “This coin is worth more than the others because people think it is. They expect it to be. The most important things in the world are worth only what people will pay for them. If you can raise someone’s expectation … if you can make them need something … that is the source of wealth. Owning things of value is secondary to creating things of value where none once existed.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Shadows of Self

“It's better if I have a hat...You wanna know a guy? Put on his hat." -Wayne.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Shadows of Self

“You,” she said, spearing Wayne in the chest with a finger. “I thought I told you not to come back.” “I thought I ignored you.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Shadows of Self

“He’d always found it odd that so many died when they were old, as logic said that was the point in their lives when they’d had the most practice not dying.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Shadows of Self

“I need you to stay behind as we go into those slums,” Wayne said, determined to impress solemnity into his voice. “It’s not that I don’t want your help. I do. It’s just going to be too dangerous for you. You need to stay where I know you’re safe. No arguments. I’m sorry.”
“Wayne,” Wax said, walking past. “Stop talking to your hat and get over here.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Shadows of Self

“Wayne shrugged. “Guess anytime I find a corpse and it ain’t my fault they’re dead, I feel a little relieved.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Shadows of Self

“What I need to do,” Wayne said, “is get the whole city drunk.” “Or, you know, advocate workers’ rights to bring down working hours, improve conditions, and meet a base minimum of pay.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Shadows of Self

“Yeah, yeah,” Wayne said. “That too. But if I could get everybody drunk, think how much happier this city would be.” “So long as you get me drunk first, I’d be fine with it.” She held out her cup to him. “Top a lady off, will you?”
― Brandon Sanderson, Shadows of Self

“She liked to consider herself a part of Elendel upper society, and she kind of was. In the same way that the blocks of granite that made up the steps to the governor’s mansion were a part of civic government.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Shadows of Self