Quotes from Patrick Rothfuss

It's hard to be wrongfully accused, but it's worse when the people looking down on you are clods who have never read a book or traveled more than twenty miles from the place they were born.

Who keeps you safe from the Amyr? The singers? The Sithe? From all that would harm you in the world?" Haliax asked with calm politeness, as if genuinely curious as to what the answer might be.

I made my choice and I regret it to this day. Bones mend. Regret stays with you forever.

Their voices were just murmurs, the distant music that a conversation makes when it's too dim for words.

A poet! I should have known you for a poet by how your body moved.

Power is okay, and stupidity is usually harmless. Power and stupidity together are dangerous.

Words are pale shadows of forgotten names. As names have power, words have power. Words can light fires in the minds of men. Words can wring tears from the hardest hearts. There are seven words that will make a person love you. There are ten words that will break a strong man's will. But a word is nothing but a painting of a fire. A name is the fire itself.

It is not a place you travel to, it is the place you pass through while on your way to somewhere else.

Does six strike you as a good number?" I didn't know what he was getting at. "Six isn't exactly a lucky number," I hedged. "If I were looking for a good number I'd have to go up to seven." I shrugged. "Or down to three.

The saying "time heals all wounds" is false.

That's why stories appeal to us. They give us the clarity and simplicity our real lives lack.

I'll admit, I was disappointed to learn that dragons didn't exist. That's a hard lesson for a boy to learn.

In the midst of fear Lyra knelt by Lanre's body and breathed his name. Her voice was a beckoning. Her voice was love and longing. Her voice called him to live again. But Lanre lay cold and dead.

Prefiero tocar canciones que divierten a mis amigos que complacer a quienes me juzgan basándose solo en habladurías" - Kvothe

One of the masters at the University once told me that there were seven words that would make a woman love you." I made a deliberately casual shrug. "I was just wondering what they were." "Is that why you talk so much? Hoping to come on them by accident?" I

Sí, mi laúd tenía defectos, pero ¿qué importa eso cuando se trata de asuntos del corazón? Amamos lo que amamos. La razón no entra en juego. En muchos aspectos, el amor más insensato es el amor más verdadero. Cualquiera puede amar algo por algún motivo. Eso es tan fácil como meterse un penique en el bolsillo. Pero amar algo a pesar de algo es otra cosa. Conocer los defectos y amarlos también. Eso es inusual, puro y perfecto." - Kvothe

No story can move a thousand miles by word of mouth and keep its shape.

For all that, she lacked your fire.

Una pálida luz dorada quedó atrapada en su pelo dorado pálido. Auri se sonrió a sí misma en el espejo. Parecía el sol.

You have a stone in your heart, and some days it's so heavy there is nothing to be done.

That's basic psychology. You dress a beggar in fine clothes, people treat him like a noble, and he lives up to their expectations." "That's only the smallest piece of it," Bast said. "The truth is deeper than that. It's…" Bast floundered for a moment. "It's like everyone tells a story about themselves inside their own head. Always. All the time. That story makes you what you are. We build ourselves out of that story.

As I've said before, there is a great difference between being fearless and being brave.

There is some truth in that. Absence feeds affection.

It was easy to understand why. Most students attend the University for several terms before being admitted to the Arcanum. Everyone here had to work their way up through the ranks the hard way. I hadn't.