“So,” Marasi said, “you traded a dead man’s scarf for another dead man’s gun. But…the gun itself belonged to someone dead, so by the same logic—”“Don’t try,” Waxillium said. “Logic doesn’t work on Wayne.”“I bought a ward against it off a traveling fortune-teller,” Wayne explained. “It lets me add two ’n’ two and get a pickle.”
In this humorous exchange from Brandon Sanderson's novel, two characters discuss the illogical actions of another character, Wayne. Marasi tries to apply logic to Wayne's unconventional thinking but is quickly shut down by Waxillium, who knows better than to try to make sense of Wayne's eccentric behavior. Wayne's response, claiming to have a supernatural ability to make nonsensical connections, adds a playful touch to the conversation. This quote showcases the characters' dynamics and adds a light-hearted element to the story.
In this humorous exchange from Brandon Sanderson's book, characters discuss the illogical reasoning of one of them. This quote highlights the importance of critical thinking and the need to question seemingly flawed logic in today's world. With the rise of misinformation and fake news, it's crucial to have the ability to differentiate between sound reasoning and faulty arguments.
In this humorous exchange from Brandon Sanderson's novel, The Alloy of Law, the character Wayne demonstrates his unique way of thinking that defies logic.
“So,” Marasi said, “you traded a dead man’s scarf for another dead man’s gun. But…the gun itself belonged to someone dead, so by the same logic—” “Don’t try,” Waxillium said. “Logic doesn’t work on Wayne.” “I bought a ward against it off a traveling fortune-teller,” Wayne explained. “It lets me add two ’n’ two and get a pickle.”
In this humorous exchange between characters, Wayne demonstrates his quirky and illogical way of thinking. In thinking about this dialogue, consider the following reflection questions:
“Wayne's a little attached to that hat," Waxillium said. "He thinks it's lucky."Wayne: "It is lucky. I ain't never died while wearing that hat." Marasi frowned. "I ... I'm not sure I know how to respond."Wax: "That's a common reaction to Wayne.”
“It's all right Wayne," Waxillium said softly. "I've made a promise. I told Lord Harms I'd return Steris to him. And I will. That is that.""Then I will remain and help," Marasi said. "That is that.""And I could really use some food," Wayne added. "Fat is fat.”
“What wasdat, sir? What wazzat sir? What wassat, sir?”“Wayne, what are you babbling about?” Waxillium asked.“Practicing my pretzel guy,” Wayne said. “He had a great accent...”Waxillium glanced at him. "That hat looks ridiculous.”“Fortunately, I can change hats,” Wayne said in the pretzel-guy accent, “while you, sir, are stuck with that face.”
“So, Wax,” Wayne butted in. “Where did you say that bloke was who had my hat?”“I told you that he got away after I shot him.”“I was hoping he’d dropped my hat, you know. Getting shot makes people drop stuff.”Waxillium sighed. “He still had it on when he left, I’m afraid.”Wayne started cursing.“Wayne,” Marasi said. “It’s only a hat.”“Only a hat?” he asked, aghast.“Wayne’s a little attached to that hat,” Waxillium said. “He thinks it’s lucky.”“It is lucky. I ain’t never died while wearing that hat.”
“see, heroes never die. John Wayne isn't dead, Elvis isn't dead. Otherwise you don’t have a hero. You can’t kill a hero. That’s why I never let him get older.”