The Frugal Wizard's Handbook for Surviving Medieval England

by Brandon Sanderson

“I’m so tired of lying,” Sefawynn whispered. “Of always being worried…” “Of never staying in one place too long,” I said, “because you’re afraid it will catch up to you. Of being worried that each person you pass is someone you stole from. Of never sleeping except when you have to, because even your friends are…the kinds of people you don’t sleep easily around.”

She rolled her eyes. “Stop that,” I said. “I was checking the time of day.” “The sun is literally behind us.”

There is no only when it comes to goodness and joy. The smallest amount is as large as the universe, and one boy saved from a pit is a precious work beyond that of any king’s treasury.”

“That’s very brave of you,” Logna said. “So brave. Stupidly, amazingly, ridiculously brave.” I turned and glared at her. “Can’t you let me do this with dignity?” “You tried to drown yourself in knee-deep water,” she said. “The chance for dignity has passed.”