1,055 Quotes by Patrick Rothfuss

It's a shame you left without a word, you know. She was just beginning to trust you before that. Before you got angry. Before you ran off. Just like every other man in her life. Lusting after her, full of sweet words, then just walking away. Leaving her alone. Good thing she's used to it by now, isn't it? Otherwise you might have hurt her. Otherwise you just might have broken that poor girl's heart

So," Chronicler said. "Subjunctive mood." "At best," Kvothe said, "it is a pointless thing. It needlessly complicates the language. It offends me.

I heard the silence pouring from them. The audience held themselves quiet, tense, and tight, as if the song had burned them worse than flame.Each person held their wounded selves closely, clutching their pain as if it were a precious thing.

When someone tells you a piece of their life, they’re giving you a gift, not granting you your due.

The law of sympathy is one of the most basic parts of magic. It states that the more similar two objects are, the greater the sympathetic link. The greater the link, the more easily they influence each other.

Jeder von uns hat zweierlei Geist. Einen wachen Geist und einen schlafenden Geist. Unser wacher Geist ist der, der denkt und spricht. Unser schlafender Geist aber ist viel mächtiger. Er schaut tief in das Herz der Dinge hinein. Das ist der Teil von uns, der träumt. Er erinnert sich an alles. Er verleiht uns die Intuition. Dein wacher Geist versteht das Wesen der Namen nicht. Dein schlafender Geister versteht es durchaus. Er weiß bereits vieles, was dein wacher Geist nicht weiß.

We understand how dangerous a mask can be. We all become what we pretend to be.

She didn't know any better. Nobody had ever told her that she couldn't. Because of this, she moved through the city like some faerie creature. She walked roads no one else could see, and it made her music wild and strange and free.

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