Quotes About Mystery

There was obviously more to the story, more that I needed to know.

Cuando Bast volvió a la habitación, con una vaina negra colgando de la mano, sobre la barra había un montón de botellas relucientes y Kote estaba de pie en el mostrador, ahora vacío, montado entre los dos pesados barriles de roble. Kote, que estaba colocando el tablero sobre uno de los barriles, se quedó quieto y gritó, consternado: —¡Ten cuidado, Bast! Eso que llevas en la mano es una dama, no una moza de esas con las que bailas en las fiestas de pueblo.

I WOKE IN A BED. In a room. In an inn. More than that was not immediately clear to me. It felt exactly like someone had hit me in the head with a church.

Patrick Rothfuss

I just don't understand what you see in her," Sim said carefully. "I know she's charming. Fascinating and all of that. But she seems rather," he hesitated, "cruel." I nodded. "She is.

The trouble is, she is unlike anyone I have ever known. There was something intangible about her. Something compelling, like heat from a fire. She had a grace, a spark -

But how?" I asked. Felurian stopped swimming and floated on her back, looking up at the sky. "oh, moon," she said forlornly. "I perish for kisses. why have you brought me an owl when I desired a man?" She sighed, then softly hooted into the night: how? how? how?

IT WAS NIGHT AGAIN. The Waystone Inn lay in silence, and it was a silence of three parts.

Secrets are the cornerstone of civilization,

Era una vela gruesa que olía a lavanda. —¿Qué hay dentro? —pregunté. —Sueños felices. Los he puesto ahí para ti.

Amanecía. En la posada Roca de Guía reinaba el silencio, un silencio triple.

That´s all,' I said after several minutes of fumbling around the subject. 'Or at least that´s enough of my talking about it. She confuses me like no other thing in the world.' I picked at a splinter in the tabletop with my finger. 'I hate not understanding a thing.

A secret, Teccam explains, is true knowledge actively concealed.

the greatest silence of the three, wrapping the others inside itself. It

Trying to make you understand her with nothing more than words. You have never seen her, never heard her voice. You cannot know.

Re'lar Ambrose, are you a donkey?

You have never seen her, never heard her voice. You cannot know.

Caiu uma tonelada de ferro batido. Se houvesse alguém olhando, teria notado que a roda caiu mais depressa do que a gravidade poderia explicar. Teria notado que ela caiu enviesada, quase como se fosse atraída pelo dracus. Quase como se o próprio Tehlu a tivesse direcionado para a fera com mão vingativa. Mas não havia ninguém para ver a verdade das coisas. E não havia nenhum deus a guiá-la. Apenas eu.

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.

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,

The majority of important things cannot be said outright.

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

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

the best cloaks have innumerable little pockets that I have an irrational and overpowering attraction toward.