Quotes from Patrick Rothfuss

Auri sabía mejor que nadie que valía la pena hacer las cosas correctamente.

Many memories are simply painful, and there's no healing to be done. The saying 'time heals all wounds' is false. Time heals most wounds. The rest are hidden behind this door.

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN A Piece of Fire

Better by a long road.

Perhaps it is human nature to seek out hidden things".

I jerked away from her, almost falling. "No!" I meant to shout but it came out as a weak croak, "Don't touch me." My voice was shaking, though I couldn't tell if I was angry or afraid.

Why the clay?" "That is also what I am," Vashet said. "Only that which bends can teach.

So this is the defference between telling a story and being in one, he thought numbly, the fear.

My mind was learning to work in different ways, becoming stronger. It felt the same way your body feels after a day splitting wood, or swimming, or sex. You feel exhausted, languorous, and almost Godlike.

The hot tips of her breasts brush my chest.

No son buenos tiempos para ser un hombre valiente.

Pride is a foolish thing, but it is a powerful force.

It's the questions we can't answer that teach us the most.

After the battle was finished and the enemy was set beyond the doors of stone, survivors found Lanre's body, cold and lifeless near the beast he had slain.

there are three things all wise men fear: the sea in storm, a night with no moon, and the anger of a gentle man." The

and that looking for her would serve about as much purpose as calling for a cat.

bigger than a closet, empty except for an old oak door all bound

Not knowing the difference between the two, I headed to the ones labeled STACKS. That was what I wanted. Stacks of books. Great heaps of books. Shelf after endless shelf of books.

It's not a path, but it helps choose a path. It's the simplest way, but it is not easy to see. Honestly, you people sound like drunk cartographers.

weigh your risks. How badly do you want it, how badly are you willing to be burned?

Auri's heart beat faster then. It had been ages since she'd come on somewhere wholly new. A place that dared to be entirely itself.

It was a spider as large as a wagon wheel, black as slate.

No matter where you are, people are basically the same.

I learned more from a month on the road than I had in three years of classes (...) No man is brave that has never walked a hundred miles. If you want to know the truth of who you are, walk until not a person knows your name. Travel is the great leveller, the great teacher, bitter as medicine, crueler than mirror-glass. A long stretch of road will teach you more about yourself than a hundred years of quiet introspection.