Quotes From "The Wise Mans Fear" By Patrick Rothfuss

Sought we the Scrivani word-work of SurthurLong-lost in ledger all hope forgotten. Yet fast-found for friendship fair the book-bringer Hot comes the huntress Fela, flushed with finding Breathless her breast her high blood rising To ripen the red-cheek rouge-bloom of beauty.“ That sort of thing, ” Simmon said absently, his eyes still scanning the pages in front of him. I saw Fela turn her head to look at Simmon, almost as if she were surprised to see him sitting there. No, it was almost as if up until that point, he’d just been occupying space around her, like a piece of furniture. But this time when she looked at him, she took all of him in. His sandy hair, the line of his jaw, the span of his shoulders beneath his shirt. This time when she looked, she actually saw him. Let me say this. It was worth the whole awful, irritating time spent searching the Archives just to watch that moment happen. It was worth blood and the fear of death to see her fall in love with him. Just a little. Just the first faint breath of love, so light she probably didn’t notice it herself. It wasn’t dramatic, like some bolt of lightning with a crack of thunder following. It was more like when flint strikes steel and the spark fades almost too fast for you to see. But still, you know it’s there, down where you can’t see, kindling. Patrick Rothfuss

It’s not over if you’re still here, ” Chronicler said. “It’s not a tragedy if you’re still alive. Patrick Rothfuss

I’d heard you were dead.”" I heard you wear a red lace corset, ” I said matter-of-factly. “But I don’t believe every bit of nonsense that gets rumored about. Patrick Rothfuss

There can be many opinions on a thing, but there is only one truth." Vashet smiled lazily. "And if the pursuit of the 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, [...} Patrick Rothfuss

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

Bad business last night. Chances are, that would be all Graham had to say about the death of a man he had known his whole life. These folk knew all about death. They killed their own livestock. They died from fevers, falls, or broken bones gone sour. Death was like an unpleasant neighbor. You didn't talk about him for fear he might hear you and decide to pay a visit. Patrick Rothfuss

Maple. MaypoleCatch and carry. Ash and Ember.Elderberry.Woolen. Woman.Moon at night. Willow. Window.Candlelight.Fallow farrow. Ash and oak. Bide and borrow. Chimney smoke. Barrel. Barley.Stone and stave. Wind and water. Misbehave. Patrick Rothfuss

It's the questions we can't answer that teach us the most. They teach us how to think. If you give a man an answer, all he gains is a little fact. But give him a question and he'll look for his own answers. Patrick Rothfuss

What I personally knew about courting women could comfortably fit into a thimble without taking it off your finger first. Patrick Rothfuss

There's looking and there's looking. When some men look at you it's a greasy thing. It makes you want to have a bath. With other men it's nice. It helps you know you're beautiful. Patrick Rothfuss

I shook again, tasted plum, and suddenly the words were pouring out of me." She said I sang before I spoke. She said when I was just a baby she had the habit of humming when she held me. Nothing like a song. Just a descending third. Just a soothing sound. Then one day she was walking me around the camp, and she heard me echo it back to her. Two octaves higher. A tiny piping third. She said it was my first song. We sang it back and forth to each other. For years." I choked and clenched my teeth." You can say it, " Auri said softly." It's okay if you say it."" I'm never going to see her again, " I choked out. Then I began to cry in earnest." It's okay, " Auri said softly." I'm here. You're safe. . Patrick Rothfuss

You, ” I said, “are sweet music in a distant room. Patrick Rothfuss

Words cannot always do the work we need them to. Music is there for when words fail us. Patrick Rothfuss

You will not find it in the words of poets or the longing eyes of sailors. If you want to know of love, look to a trouper's hands as he makes his music. A trouper knows. Patrick Rothfuss

As I fingered my way through the songs, I felt my worries slough away. My music has always been the best remedy for my dark moods. As I sang, even my bruises seemed to pain me less. Patrick Rothfuss

What is a whore?" Unsurprisingly, that hadn't been one of the words we had shared over the last span of days. For half a moment I considered lying, but there was no way I could manage it. "He says your mother is a person men pay money to have sex with." Tempi turned back to the mercenary and nodded graciously. "You are very kind. I thank you. Patrick Rothfuss

There is a great deal of difference between a penis and a heart. Patrick Rothfuss

I do not understand this man, " [Tempi] said. "Is he attempting to buy sex with me? Or does he wish to fight? Patrick Rothfuss

We all know that when the lights are out all women are the same height! Patrick Rothfuss

She took another step. The simple motion of her moving leg was like a dance, the unexaggerated shifting of her hip entrancing as a fire. The arch of her bare foot said more of sex than anything I'd seen in my young life. Patrick Rothfuss

I am no poet. I do not love words for the sake of words. I love words for what they can accomplish. Similarly, I am no arithmetician. Numbers that speak only of numbers are of little interest to me. Patrick Rothfuss

Anything you say at this point cannot be trusted. You know I am well and truly angry, so you are in the grip of fear. This means I cannot trust any word you say, as it comes from fear. You are clever, and charming, and a liar. I know you can bend the world with your words. So I will not listen. Patrick Rothfuss

But only a fool claims there is no such thing as love. When you see two young ones taring at each other with dewy eyes, there it is. So thick you can spread it on your brread and eat it. When you see a mother with her child, you see love. When you feel it roil in your belly, you know what it is. Even if you cannot give voice to it in words. 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 . Patrick Rothfuss

I slept and I woke. She gave me a ring made from a leaf, a cluster of golden berries, a flower that opened and closed at the stroking of a finger.. And once, when I startled awake with my face wet and my chest aching, she reached out to lay her hand on top of mine. The gesture was so tentative, her expression so anxious, you would think she had never touched a man before. As if she was worried I might break or burn or bite. Her cool hand lay on mine for a moment, gentle as a moth. She squeezed my hand softly, waited, then pulled away. It struck me as odd at the time. But I was too clouded with confusion and grief to think clearly. Only now, looking back, do I realize the truth of things. With all the awkwardness of a young lover, she was trying to comfort me, and she didn't have the slightest idea how. Patrick Rothfuss

Kvothe looked at Bast for a long moment. “Oh Bast, ” he said softly to his student. His smile was gentle and sad. “I know what sort of story I’m telling. This is no comedy.”“ This is the end of the story, Bast. We all know that.” Kvothe’s voice was matter-of-fact, as casual as if he were describing yesterday’s weather. “I have led an interesting life, and this reminiscence has a certain sweetness to it. But. ”Kvothe drew a deep breath and let it out gently. “. . but this is not a dashing romance. This is no fable where folk come back from the dead. It’s not a rousing epic meant to stir the blood. No.We all know what kind of story this is. Patrick Rothfuss

Then I played the song that hides in the center of me. That wordless music that moves through the secret places in my heart. I played it carefully, strumming it slow and low into the dark stillness of the night. I would like to say it is a happy song, that it is sweet and bright, but it is not. Patrick Rothfuss

They were the best sort of friends. The sort everyone hopes for but no one deserves, least of all me. Patrick Rothfuss

I am sorry to tell you this thing. Youu are a good man, and a pretty thing. But still, you are only a man. All you have to offer the world is your anger. Patrick Rothfuss

There is a great difference between a gift given freely, and one that's meant to tie you to a man. Patrick Rothfuss

It had felt as if I were truly awake for the first time, true knowledge running like ice in my blood. The memory exhilirated me for a moment, then left me with a broken cord of loss. Patrick Rothfuss

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. Patrick Rothfuss

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 leveler, 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. Patrick Rothfuss

There's no clear water from a muddy well. All you can do is let the silt settle until the water clears otherwise it will taste sour. (paraphrased) Patrick Rothfuss

...If there's one thing I'm well versed in it's my own good qualities. Patrick Rothfuss

Maple. MaypoleCatch and carry. Ash and Ember.Elderberry.Woolen. Woman.Moon at night. Willow. Window.Candlelight.Fallow farrow. Ash and oak. Bide and borrow. Chimney smoke. Barrel. Barley.Stone and stave. Wind and water. Misbehave. Maple. MaypoleCatch and carry. Ash and Ember.Elderberry.Woolen. Woman.Moon at night. Willow. Window.Candlelight.Fallow farrow. Ash and oak. Bide and borrow. Chimney smoke. Barrel. Barley.Stone and stave. Wind and water. Misbehave. Patrick Rothfuss

I want to hear you wound my lovely language with your rough barbarian tongue. Patrick Rothfuss

Hespe's mouth went firm. She didn't scowl exactly, but it looked like she was getting all the pieces of a scowl together in one place, just in case she needed them in a hurry. Patrick Rothfuss

He beat you." And as I spoke the words I felt a terrible anger come together inside me. It wasn't hot and furious, as some of my flashes of temper tend to be. This was different, slow and cold. Patrick Rothfuss

They fight like puppies. They are young, and boys. They are full of anger and impatience. Women have less trouble with these things. It's part of what makes us better fighters. Patrick Rothfuss

It was the sort of anger that comes to a slow boil inside the hearts of good men who want justice, and finding it out oftheir grasp, decide vengeance is the next best thing. Patrick Rothfuss