I've seen Steelheart bleed

I have no idea what you just said, child,' Breeze said. 'So I'm simply going to pretend it was coherent, then move on.

My job is not to save 'The Wheel of Time', to fix 'The Wheel of Time', or anything like that. My job is not to screw it up.

Lately, I feel like my life is a book written in a language I don't know how to read.

Elend: I kind of lost track of time… Breeze: For two hours? Elend: There were books involved.

Wayne: You wanna know why I really came to find you? Waxilliam: Why? Wayne: I thought of you happy in a comfy bed, resting and relaxing, spending the rest of your life sipping tea and reading papers while people bring you food and maids rub your toes and stuff. Waxilliam: And? Wayne: And I just couldn't leave you to a fate like that...I'm too good a friend to let a mate of mine die in such a terrible situation. Waxilliam: Comfortable? Wayne: No. Boring.

People see in stories what they’re looking for, my young friend.