Hayley Ross

“He looked down, then he walked over and crouched before her, holding out a cloak. “There are some things you can’t hide from, Vin. I know—I’ve tried.” She accepted the cloak, then wrapped it around her shoulders. “What happened tonight?” he asked. “What really happened?” “Elend told me that he didn’t want to be with me anymore.” “Ah,” Kelsier said, moving over to sit beside her. “Was this before or after you killed his former fiancée?” “Before,” Vin said.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Mistborn: The Final Empire

“I don’t mean to be contrary,” said a fifth voice. “But is this all we’re going to do? Read?” “What’s wrong with reading?” Elend asked. “It’s a bit boring,” the fifth voice said. Good man, Vin thought. “Boring?” Elend asked. “Gentlemen, these ideas—these words—they’re everything.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Mistborn: The Final Empire

“Women?” Elend asked. “Women are like … thunderstorms. They’re beautiful to look at, and sometimes they’re nice to listen to—but most of the time they’re downright inconvenient.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Mistborn: The Final Empire

“There was almost nothing remaining of the left side of his face. The right side, however … it still smiled faintly, single dead eye staring up into the red-black sky. Flakes of ash settled softly on his face. “Kelsier, no…” Vin said, tears streaming down her face. She prodded his body, feeling for a pulse. There was none. “You said you couldn’t be killed!” she cried. “What of your plans? What of the Eleventh Metal? What of me?” He didn’t move. Vin had trouble seeing through the tears. It’s impossible. He always said we aren’t invincible … but that meant me. Not him. Not Kelsier. He was invincible. He should have been. Someone grabbed her and she squirmed, crying out.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Mistborn: The Final Empire