Patrick RothfussSo many thoughts, my kvothe. you know too much to be happy.
About This Quote
The quote above by Kvothe is meant to be an example of the type of person he is. He knows too much to be happy and this has caused him to lose himself in his own world of fantasies. He’s like a person with too many thoughts that will never be able to enjoy life to the fullest.
Source: The Wise Mans Fear
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