Quotes from Patrick Rothfuss

Gané el único duelo que he perdido.

Pensé en la forma de sus labios, el sonido de su voz, el olor de su cabello.

My parents were never really married, by which I mean they never bothered making their relationship official with any church. I'm not embarrassed by the fact. They considered themselves married and didn't see much point in announcing it to any government or God. I respect that. In truth, they seemed more content and faithful than many officially married couples I have seen since. Our

Como ya he dicho, existe una gran diferencia entre ser valiente y no tener miedo.

La sonrisa de Penthe era brillante como un penique nuevo. Era como agua fresca sobre mi reseco y cansado corazón.

So when I meet a woman, I should simply say, 'You are beautiful?'" Tempi shook his head. "No. You would say simply 'beautiful,' and let the woman decide the rest of what you mean.

Most things fail with age. Our hands and backs stiffen. Our eyes dim. Skin roughens and our beauty fades. The only exception is the voice. Properly cared for, a voice does nothing but grow sweeter with age and constant use.

She should have moved more gently with the world. She knew the way of things. She knew if you weren't always stepping lightly as a bird the whole world came apart to crush you. Like a house of cards. Like a bottle against stones. Like a wrist pinned hard beneath a hand with the hot breath smell of want and wine. . . .

She's stolen his tongue as well as his heart. All his words are for her. He can spare none for us.

once a noose is tied, it will fit one neck as easily as another.

La dulce sonrisa de una mujer joven: no hay nada mejor en el mundo. Es más valiosa que la sal. Sin ella, algo enferma y muere dentro de nosotros.

You looked too hard and didn't see enough. Too much looking can get in the way of seeing, you see?

No matter where she stood, she was in the center of the room.

Es amarga. —Así sabes que es una medicina —dije—. Si tuviera buen sabor, sería un caramelo. —Sí, es como la vida misma —replicó ella—. Nos gustan las cosas dulces, pero necesitamos las amargas.

She walked with the most subtle, solid confidence I have ever seen, as if she knew she ought to swagger, but couldn't quite be bothered.

But most of our time was spent telling stories. We had so little in common that stories were all that we could share.

Kuka tahansa voi rakastaa jotakin koska. Se on yhtä helppoa kuin pennin pistäminen taskuun. Mutta että rakastaa jotakin siitä huolimatta. Että tuntee virheet ja rakastaa niitäkin. Se on harvinaista, puhdasta ja täydellistä.

Anker's was low-class enough so that the drinks were cheap, but high-class enough so that you didn't have to worry about someone picking a fight or throwing up on you. I liked it.

The smaller you are, the more bravery means.

The answer is that each of us has two minds: a waking mind and a sleeping mind. Our waking mind is what talks and reasons. But the sleeping mind is more powerful. It sees deeply to the heart of things, It is the part of us that dreams. It remembers everything. it gives us intuition. Your waking mind does not understand the nature of names. Your sleeping kind does. It already knows many things your waking mind does not.

These poor, rich men who, seeing that you can't be caught, attempt to buy a thing they know cannot be bought.

I closed my mouth and looked across the water. Inches away, Denna did the same. I could feel the heat of her. She smelled like road dust, and honey, and the smell the air holds seconds before a heavy summer rain.

Things are more easily seen from edges. Danger rouses the sleeping mind. It makes some things clear.

Even a blind pig finds an acorn once in a while.