Quotes from Patrick Rothfuss

Words have to find a man's mind before they can touch his heart, and some men's minds are woeful small targets.

Half of seeming clever is keeping your mouth shut at the right times. So

If you want to know of love, look to a trouper's hands as he makes his music. A trouper knows. I

Lord do I dislike poetry, how can anyone remember words that aren't put to music".

To ash all things return, so too this flesh will burn.

I decided lounging was probably similar to relaxing, but with more money in your pocket.

The majority of important things cannot be said outright.

being able to do something and wanting to do it were two very different things indeed

Neither of us spoke. I closed my eyes. The closeness of her was the sweetest, sharpest thing my life had ever known.

There was a long pause as he cracked his knuckles one at a time. "What are the three most important rules of the chemist?" This I knew from Ben. "Label clearly. Measure twice. Eat elsewhere.

put his back into it, he managed to slide it slowly

And there was Ambrose. To deem us simply enemies is to lose the true flavor of our relationship.

This was appropriate, as it was the greatest silence of the three, wrapping the others inside itself.

It's like what Teccam wrote, 'The cost of a loaf is a simple thing, and so a loaf is often sought …'" "'… but some things are past valuing: laughter, land, and love are never bought,

It was heavy as a great river-smooth stone. It was the patient, cut-flower sound of a man who is waiting to die.

Estés donde estés, la gente es básicamente la misma. Además, la rabia puede calentarte por la noche, y el orgullo herido puede alentar a un hombre a hacer cosas maravillosas.

Wilem snorted. "That doesn't sound suspicious at all," he said. "And you wonder why people talk about you." "I don't wonder why they talk," I said. "I wonder what they say.

It is a small hope, and pointless really. They are just as dead either way. Still, I hope.

And as I spoke the words I felt a terrible anger come together inside me. It wasn't hot and furious, as some of my flashes of temper tend to be. This was different, slow and cold. And as soon as I felt it, I realized it had been there inside me for a long while, crystallizing, like a pond slowly freezing solid over a long winter night.

Don't get me wrong, magic is cool. But a nervous mother singing to her child at night while something moves quietly through the dark outside her house. That's a story. Handled properly, it's more dramatic than any apocalypse or goblin army could ever be.

I walked across the polished marble floor and sat on a red velvet lounging couch. I idly wondered how exactly one was supposed to lounge. I couldn't remember ever doing it myself. After a moment's consideration, I decided lounging was probably similar to relaxing, but with more money in your pocket. Restless,

It felt wrong giving up without trying everything possible.

Thriving metropolis. Home to dozens.

For a moment my hands stopped aching from the cold, and instead longed for the familiar feel of music running through them.