Quotes by Patrick Rothfuss

About Patrick Rothfuss:

Patrick James Rothfuss is an American writer of epic fantasy and college lecturer. He is best known for his projected three-volume series The Kingkiller Chronicle.
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The Waystone was his, just as the third silence was his. This was appropriate, as it was the greatest silence of the three, wrapping the others inside itself. It was deep and wide as autumn’s ending. It was heavy as a great river-smooth stone. It w...

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... for most practical purposes, Tarbean had two parts: Waterside and Hillside. Waterside is where people are poor. That makes them beggars, thieves and whores. Hillside is where people are rich. That makes them solicitors, politicians and courtesans...

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I only know one story. But oftentimes small pieces seem to be stories themselves.

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One wife, you're happy, two and you're tired, three and they'll hate each other, four and they'll hate you.

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You see, women are like fires, like flames. Some women are like candles, bright and friendly. Some are like single sparks, or embers, like fireflies for chasing on summer nights. Some are like campfires, all light and heat for a night and willing to ...

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Auri," I asked slowly, "are you joking with me?" She looked up and grinned. "Yes I am," she said proudly. "Isn't it wonderful?

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But for half a minute she wished it was a different sort of day, even though she knew that nothing good could come from wanting at the world.

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Losing Foxen was bad. It would leave her blind and lonely in the dark. Being trapped beneath the pipes and choking out her life was awful too. But neither of those things were wrong.

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The gesture was so tight with rage she feared she’d snap and crack the world in two.

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She stamped her foot. She hoped the greedy thing shit for a week. She hoped it shit its awful self insideout and backward, then fell into a crack and lost it's name and died alone and hollow-empty in the angry dark.

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Some days simply lay on you like stones.

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Answers were always important, but they were seldom easy.

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She was a wicked thing sometimes. All full of want. As if the shape of the world depended on her mood. As if she were important.

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They were everything they ought to be and nothing else.

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I cannot help but wonder how many of us walk through our lives, day after day, feeling slightly broken and alone, surrounded all the time by others who feel exactly the same way.

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Nothing was nothing else. Nothing was anything it shouldn’t be.

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Oh yes. It was well worth it, doing things the proper way.

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She was not vain enough to work her will against the world. But she could use the things the world had given her.

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She shelled the nuts and toasted them, jiggling them about in the pan. She sprinkled them with salt and ate them each by each. Some were bitter. Some were sweet. Some were hardly anything. That was just the way of things.

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Patience and propriety. It was the only graceful thing to do.

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But for half a minute she wished it was a different sort of day, even though she knew that nothing good could come from wanting at the world. Even though she knew it was a wicked thing to do.

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Author Bio

  • NamePatrick Rothfuss
  • DescriptionAmerican fantasy writer
  • BornJune 6, 1973
  • CountryUnited States Of America
  • ProfessionNovelist; Writer
  • WorksThe Name Of The Wind; The Wise Man's Fear