Quotes from Patrick Rothfuss

She's obviously stupid for you. And you're just plain stupid, so it's a great match.

Out of class, Elxa Dal was charming, soft-spoken, and even a little ridiculous when the mood was on him. But when he taught, his personality strode back and forth between mad prophet and galley-slave drummer.

can find someone like that, someone who you can hold and close your eyes to the world with, then you're lucky. Even if it only lasts for a minute or a day. The image of them gently swaying to the music is how I picture love in my mind even after all these years.

The crickets, too, respect the silence. Their calls are like careful stitches in its fabric, almost too small to be seen.

Wrong things never lead to success. If a man acts wrongly and succeeds, that is not the way. Without the Lethani there is no true success.

But all that really matters is what happens when the audience is watching. This is a truth all troupers know.

Too much looking can get in the way of seeing,

If your mind had the rare talent of not being fooled by its own expectations, you might notice something else about them, something strange and wonderful.

Teccam said the same thing: no man is brave that has never walked a hundred miles. If you want to know the truth of who you are, walk until not a person knows your name. Travel is the great leveler, the great teacher, bitter as medicine, crueler than mirror-glass. A long stretch of road will teach you more about yourself than a hundred years of quiet introspection.

But you of all people should realize how thin the line between the truth and a compelling lie. Between history and an entertaining story." Chronicler gave his words a minute to sink in. "You know which will win, given time.

I would pass over the whole of that evening, in fact. I would spare you the burden of any of it if one piece were not necessary to the story. It is vital. It is the hinge upon which the story pivots like an opening door. In some ways, this is where the story begins. So let's have done with it.

I knew that he was trying to do me a favor, and a week ago I would have jumped at the opportunity for free shoes. But for some reason I didn't feel right about it. I quietly gathered up my things and left a pair of copper jots on his stool before I left. Why? Because pride is a strange thing, and because generosity deserves generosity in return. But mostly because it felt like the right thing to do, and that is reason enough.

The point of all of this is control. First you must have control of yourself. Then you can gain control of your surroundings. Then you gain control of whoever stands against you. This is the Lethani.

After a moment he reached out and brushed the unruly red hair back from his face, like a mother would with a sleeping child. Then he began to sing softly, the tune lilting and strange, almost a lullaby:

A ghost wants revenge, a demon wants your soul, a shamble-man is hungry and cold. It makes them less terrible. Things we understand we can try to control. But Chandrian come like lightning from a clear blue sky. Just destruction. No rhyme or reason to it.

Su voz es como una tormenta, y sus manos conocen todos los secretos ocultos bajo la fría y oscura tierra.

Cualquiera puede hacer el viaje después de recibir la noticia -dijo ella con desdén-. Hay que ser especial para presentarse cuando uno no sabe que hay un problema.

She sits by her window. She sips at her tea. She waits for her love, To return from the sea. Her suitors come calling. She watches the tides, And all the while Violet bides.

Se ve que yo no me enamoraré.

Me dices siempre unas mentiras maravillosas.

Second is the door of forgetting. Some wounds are too deep to heal, or too deep to heal quickly. In addition, many memories are simply painful, and there is no healing to be done. The saying "time heals all wounds" is false. Time heals most wounds. The rest are hidden behind this door.

Patience and propriety. It was the only graceful thing to do.

She caught a piece of my smile and shone it back at me.

money I could hardly think of it. "Go on, take it.