There was no correcting past mistakes, especially since he could see no real 'mistakes' he had made. He had done the best he could, and that had proven insufficient.

...A man can only stumble for so long before he either falls or stands up straight.

It was amazing how many books one could fit into a room, assuming one didn't want to move around very much.

That's the point, isn't it? We have to live on, no matter how hard it gets. We'll win in the end.

He found insanity no excuse, however, for irrational behavior.

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

It is a time of change, '' Sazed said. ''Perhaps it is also time to learn of other truths, other ways.

What a pair they were - a Mistborn who felt guilty wasting coins to jump and a nobleman who thought balls were too expensive.

If you perpetuate the dreams of the past, you stifle your own dreams of the future.

In a way, she'd rather trust him and be wrong than deal with the worry of mistrust.

When I finally lie down, I find sleep elusive. The same thoughts that trouble me during the day are only compounded by the stillness of night.

Jamin knew that by morning, when he was done paying the girl in exchange for her slipping out without causing a fuss, he would be flat broke. But that did not matter. It was money well spent.

Acceptance is the vessel of realization.

The first sentiment of man was that of his existence, his first care that of preserving it.

Married men live longer. Yes. And an indoor cat also lives longer. It's a furball with a broken spirit, that can only look out on a world it can never enjoy. But it does technically live longer.

If your mind is filled with the Word of God, then it can't be filled with impure thoughts.

Cut off from the Body into which alone the graces of Christ flow, you are deprived of the benefit of all prayers, sacrifices, and Sacraments.

We have a strategic plan. It's called 'doing things'.

I've been doing old-people things since I was a child.

I was on the playground all night. I ain't never go to parties or nothing. I'd get out of school at 3 and be out there playing until one in the morning with one streetlight. For real.

I ask you to write this deeply into your souls . . . the materialistic culture . . . is now on the way to its close.