Quotes from Patrick Rothfuss

Qué te hace pensar que no esté enseñándote? —me preguntó sorprendido—. Aparte del hecho de que te niegas a aprender.

that concerns itself overmuch with the turning of the world?

we are all creatures of habit. It is far too easy to stay in the familiar ruts we dig for ourselves.

Cuando vives en la calle, o desarrollas una sensibilidad especial para detectar ciertas cosas, o tu vida está condenada a ser breve y desgraciada.

Tõde ja see, mida me soovime tõde olevat, on erinevad asjad.

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.

Dormida era el cuadro de un incendio. Despierta era el fuego mismo.

find someone like that, someone who you can hold and close your eyes to the world with, then you're lucky. Even if

El poder de su visión era tal que podía leer los corazones de los hombres como si fueran libros de gruesas letras.

I shaved once, or was it twice? Time enough for me to grow a bit of a beard." Wil rolled his eyes at this, running his hand over his own dark Cealdish beard. "Nothing like your marvelous facebear," I said. "Still, mine grew out at least two or three times.

but in my opinion if you have a secret compartment in your lute case and don't use it to hide things, there is something terribly, terribly wrong with you.

But only a fool claims there is no such thing as love.

If whatever you're going to do is wrong, you might as well do whatever you want.

If you can find someone like that, someone who you can hold and close your eyes to the world with, then you're lucky. Even

Interviewer: In terms of the wider mythology for your world, do we detect Christian influences? Pat: What it has is the archetype of the self-sacrificing god. But honestly, by the time Jesus did that, it was old news. A bunch of people did it before Jesus—and, to be fair, some people did it better

I know not," I said modestly. "But I think she must not, for she caught me with an easy smile, then stole away without a word. Like dew in dawn's pale light." "Like a dream upon waking,

Every tale has deep roots somewhere in the world.

Anyone who think that boys are innocent and sweet has never been a boy himself or has forgotten it. And anyone who think men aren't hurtful and cruel at time must not leave his house often, and he certainly has never been a physiquer, we see the effects of cruelty more than any other".

didn't feel like explaining myself, and was quite comfortable tolerating an uncomfortable silence.

A real story takes time to prepare

Qué nos queda cuando nos fallan las palabras?

Everyone knows a man's reputation except the man himself.

There's no good story that doesn't touch the truth,

Finally, say that she was beautiful. That is all that can be well said. That she was beautiful, through to her bones, despite any flaw or fault.