Mistborn: The Final Empire (Mistborn, #1)

by Brandon Sanderson

“the entire point of life is to find ways to get others to do your work for you. Don’t you know anything about basic economics?”

“Kelsier,” Vin said softly. “He’s a good man, isn’t he?” Sazed smiled. “A very good man, mistress. One of the best I’ve known.” Vin nodded slightly. “A good man…” she said. “I don’t think I’ve ever known one of those before.”

I think that’s everything. It was a fun job, wasn’t it? When you remember me, please remember that. Remember to smile. Now, move quickly. May you rule in wisdom.

“Sometimes we simply have to wait long enough, mistress,” he said. “Then we find out why exactly it was that we kept believing. There is a saying that Master Kelsier was fond of.”

“He wanted you to know that he’s not dead. He can’t be killed. “He is hope.” Then she raised the spear and rammed it directly into the Lord Ruler’s heart.

Sazed shook his head. “Ah, but there is something more important to consider, I think. We didn’t just put a nobleman on the throne—we put a good man on the throne.” “A good man…” Vin said. “Yes. I’ve known a few of those, now.”