Quotes from Patrick Rothfuss

the key is knowing when to fight. Men are full of anger, so they have trouble with this. Women less so.

For the first time since our fight in Severen, I felt things were right between us. The silences no longer lay around us like holes in the road. I knew it had just been a matter of waiting patiently until the tension passed.

I loved the discovery chemistry offered. I loved the thrill of experiment, the challenge of trial and retrial. I loved the puzzle of it. I also will admit a somewhat foolish fondness toward the apparatus involved. The bottles and tubes. The acids and salts. The mercury and flame. There is something primal in chemistry, something that defies explication. Either you feel it or you don't.

This meant in terms of social standing the baronet was so high above me that if he were a star, I would not be able to see him with the naked eye.

We're being followed," I said, not bothering to whisper it. They were at least seventy feet behind us,

Me preguntaba qué podrías estar haciendo aquí

Por qué? Porque el orgullo nos hace hacer cosas extrañas, y porque la generosidad debe recompensarse con generosidad. Pero sobre todo porque me pareció lo correcto, y eso ya es razón suficiente.

I brought you a ring." It was made of warm, smooth wood. "What does it do?" I asked. "It keeps secrets," she said. I held it to my ear, Auri shook her head seriously, her hair swirling around her. "It doesn't tell them, it keeps them." She stepped close to me and took the ring, sliding it onto my finder. "It's quite enough to have a secret," she chided me gently. "Anything more would be greedy.

Vaig fullejar el registre per buscar el nom del mestre i després vaig retrocedir amb el dit cap al lloc on constrava el títol de l'assignatura, escrit amb tinta negra i fresca: "Introducció a la Manera de no Ser un Ase Estúpid".

A lot of people pretend to be. They wear robes and put on airs to take advantage of the ignorant and gullible. But

We talked about who we liked in the University, but more time was spent mulling over who we didn't like, and why, and what we would do about it given the chance. Such is human nature.

only a fool claims there is no such thing as love. When you see two young ones staring at each other with dewy eyes, there it is. So thick you can spread it on your bread and eat it.

He held up his own. "To Dyanae," he said. "Most lovely." "To Denna, full of delight." "Young and unbending." "Bright and fair." "Ever sought, ever alone." "So wise and so foolish," I said. "So merry and so sad." "Gods of my fathers," Deoch said reverently. "Keep her always so: unchanging, past my understanding, and safe from harm." We both drank and set down our glasses.

You need to learn your letters before you can write. You need to learn the fingerings on the strings before you play and sing.

hope they were together, busy with loving each other, until the end came. It is a small hope, and pointless really. They are just as dead either way. Still, I hope.

She wasn't dressed like a student. She wore an elaborate burgundy dress with long skirts, a tight waist, and matching burgundy gloves that rose all the way to her elbows. Moving deliberately, she managed to get down off the stool without tangling her feet and made her way over to stand nest to my table. Her blond hair was artfully curled, and her lips were a deeply painted red. I couldn't help wondering what she was doing in a place like Anker's.

Porque las buenas capas tienen innumerables bolsillitos por los que siento una atracción irracional e irresistible.

Looking at it doesn't make me happy," Jax said. "No more than looking at my dinner makes me full. I want it. I want to have it for my own.

When they'd drawn their swords on me, I'd raised my hands. It's a good habit to have when anyone points something sharp at you.

Sabemos cómo termina antes de que empiece. Por eso nos gustan las historias. Nos ofrecen la claridad y la sencillez de que carece nuestra vida real

Sometimes finding nothing can be finding something.

He shrugged, facing the fire. "But we are all creatures of habit. It is far too easy to stay in the familiar ruts we dig for ourselves.

I thought I might be a little crazy." "You still might be," she said. "I'm not a good touchstone to use for judging your sanity." "Do you feel crazy?" She shook her head, a half smile curling the corner of her mouth. "No. How about you?" "Not particularly." "That's either good or bad, depending," she said. "How do you propose we go about solving the mystery of the ages?

Tienes una piedra en el corazón, y hay días en que pesa tanto que no se puede hacer nada. Pero no deberías pasarlo solo. Deberías haberme avisado. Yo lo entiendo.