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1 " Wayne liked how banks worked. They had style. Many people, they’d keep their money out of sight, hidden under beds and some such. What was the fun of that? But a bank … a bank was a target. Building a place like this, then stuffing it full of cash, was like climbing atop a hill and daring anyone who approached to try to knock you off. He figured that must be the point. The sport of it. Why else would they put so much valuable stuff together in one place? It was supposed to be a message, proof to the little people that some folks were so rich, they could use their money to build a house for their money and still have enough money left to fill that house. "
― Brandon Sanderson , Mistborn: The Wax and Wayne Series: (Alloy of Law, Shadows of Self, The Bands of Mourning)
2 " Huh,” Wayne said thoughtfully. “Tea’s poisoned.” With that, he toppled to the ground. "
3 " Rusts. Those two were as awkward as a man suddenly splitting his cheeks in church. "
4 " Pure Preservation,” Reddi cursed softly, looking over the excited crowd. “They’re going to turn into a lynch mob.” “No,” Marasi said. “They won’t.” “How can you be sure?” “Because a river is easier to channel than to stop, Reddi,” Marasi said. "
5 " You always have to bring that up, don’t you?” Wayne leaned back, tipping his hat down over his eyes. “Honest mistake.” “You put dynamite in the oven, Wayne.” “Gotta hide a gift where nobody’ll look for it. "
6 " How is it?” Wax asked. “Tastes like cotton candy,” Wayne said, relishing the flavor, “made of baby.” “I did not need to hear that,” Wax said, "
7 " Ain’t nobody what knows the cow better than the butcher, Wax. "
8 " The room fell silent. A walnut bounced off VenDell’s head. He immediately turned to glare at Wayne. “Sorry,” Wayne said. “Just had trouble believing someone could be so melodramatic, so I figured you might not be real. Hadda check, ya know? "
9 " Next time? How often do you expect you’ll be imitating Death?” Wayne shrugged. “This is the fourth so far. So you never can tell. "
