When we first met, he was studying one of his ridiculous interests in the great Khlenni library—I believe he was trying to to determine whether or not trees could think.

‘This is the Final Empire, Vin’ she told herself as the carriage rolled away. ‘Don’t forget the ash because you see a little silk.’

“There is nothing in the real world which is merely an inert fact. Every reality is there for feeling: it promotes feeling; and it is felt. Also there is nothing which belongs merely to the privacy of feeling of one individual actuality. All origination is private. But what has been thus originated, publicly pervades the world.”

It was like watching a disney movie