Quotes from Patrick Rothfuss

If you honestly couldn't tell that she was interested in you, you might want to admit the possibility that you are impossibly thick when it comes to women. You may want to consider the priesthood.

that the more things resemble each other, the stronger the sympathetic link between them will be.

I could have," Kvothe said seriously, "and I didn't. I made my choice and I regret it to this day. Bones mend. Regret stays with you forever.

They smelled of road dust and horses. He breathed it in like perfume. Best of all was the noise. Leather creaking. Men laughing. The fire cracked and spat. The women flirted. Someone even knocked over a chair. For the first time in a long while there was no silence in the Waystone Inn. Or if there was, it was too faint to be noticed, or too well hidden. Kote

It was only then I realized I didn't know the name of Elodin's class. I leafed through the ledger until I spotted Elodin's name, then ran my finger back to where the title of the class was listed in fresh dark ink: "Introduction to Not Being a Stupid Jackass." I sighed and penned my name in the single blank space beneath.

I was in my early twenties and I was, to be quite honest, a bit of a punk. A swaggering entitled straight white guy who hadn't but a lot of thought into what it might be like to be anything other than a straight white guy. Because when you're a straight white guy, you don't *have* to think about that....

I want a magical horse that fits in my pocket," Wil said. "And a ring of red amber that gives me power over demons. And an endless supply of cake.

A thin layer of dust covered everything, and I doubted anyone had been in the room for decades. I have a vast weakness for secret things.

Power is okay, and stupidity is usually harmless. Power and stupidity together are dangerous." "I never said stupid," Ben corrected me. "You're clever.We both know that. But you can be thoughtless. A clever, thoughtless person is one of the most terrifying things there is.

There can be many opinions on a thing, but there is only one truth." Vashet smiled lazily. "And if the pursuit of truth was my goal, that would concern me." She gave a long yawn, stretching like a happy cat. "Instead I will focus on the joy in my heart, the prosperity of the school, and understanding the Lethani. If I have time left after that, I will put it toward worrying on the truth.

El sueño nos ofrece un refugio del mundo y de todo su dolor. El sueño marca el paso del tiempo y nos proporciona distancia de las cosas que nos han hecho daño.

I'm sorry? Congratulations?" He made a shy smile at me. "Do I buy you a bandage or a beer?

In many ways, unwise love is the truest love. Anyone can love a thing because. That's as easy as putting a penny in your pocket. But to love something despite. To know the flaws and love them too. That is rare and pure and perfect.

leave where I'm not welcome," she said matter-of-factly. "Everything else I can make up along the way.

Her voice was like a portrait of her soul: wild as a fire, sharp as shattered glass, sweet and clean as clover.

Borrowing from a friend seemed like the simplest option, but I valued my handful of friends too much to risk losing them over money. As my father used to say: "There are two sure ways to lose a friend, one is to borrow, the other to lend.

Si miramos el fuego es porque parpadea, porque resplandece. Lo que atrae nuestra mirada es la luz, pero lo que hace que un hombre se acerque al fuego no tiene nada que ver con su resplandor. Lo que te atrae del fuego es el calor que sientes cuando te acercas a él. Con ella pasaba lo mismo.

Caution suits an arcanist. Assurance suits a namer. Fear does not suit either. It does not suit you.

knew myself to be quite sane. I briefly entertained the notion that I was insane and didn't know it. Then I considered the possibility that I had always been insane, acknowledged it as more likely than the former, then pushed

there wasn't much difference between the University and the streets of Tarbean. No matter where you are, people are basically the same. Besides,

Denna es una criatura salvaje—expliqué—. Como una cierva o una tormenta de verano. Si una tormenta derribara tu casa, o derribara un árbol, no dirías que la tormenta era mala. Era cruel. Actuó conforme a su naturaleza y, desgraciadamente, produjo daños. Con Denna pasa lo mismo.»

Think what you want about making babies. Believe in demons. Pray to a goat. So long as it doesn't bruise me, why should I bother myself?

I struggled for a moment, failed. "So blue is a name?" "It is a word. Words are pale shadows of forgotten names. As names have power, words have power. Words can light fires in the minds of men. Words can wring tears from the hardest hearts. There are seven words that will make a person love you. There are ten words that will break a strong man's will. But a word is nothing but a painting of a fire. A name is the fire itself.

The desire for knowledge shapes a man," he said.