Mudfur’s last words were:
“I didn’t teach you to do the same thing over and over.”

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Mudfur’s last words were:
“I didn’t teach you to do the same thing over and over.”
“Yes,” Kelsier said, “it’s probably for the best that you avoid Venture completely. Try to offend him or something. Give him a couple of those glares you do.”
Vin regarded Kelsier with a flat look.
“That’s the one!” Kelsier said with a laugh.
Classic sibling vibes right here
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“I’ve got to be going.”
“Going?” Vin asked perking up. “But you just got in!”
“That’s the funny thing about arriving somewhere, Vin,” he said with a wink. “Once you’re there, the only thing you can really do is leave again.”
Saving this line for the next time I have to go anywhere
There are a hundred kinds of silence.
There's the thick silence of places long sealed shut, and the muffled silence of ears stoppered up. The empty silence of the dead, and the heavy silence of the dying.
There is the hollow silence of a man who has stopped praying, and the airy silence of an empty synagogue, and the held-breath silence of someone hiding from themselves.
There is the awkward silence that fills the space between people who don't know what to say. And the taut silence that falls over those who do, but don't know where or how to start.
V.E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue