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“Owls are wise. They are careful and patient. Wisdom precludes boldness. That is why owls make poor heroes.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

“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, The Wise Man's Fear

“She knew. She knew how quickly things could break. You did the things you could. You tended to the world for the world’s sake. You hoped you would be safe. But still she knew. It could come crashing down and there was nothing you could do.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things

“But he was coming. He would be here soon, all sweet and brave and shattered and kind. He would come carrying and clever-fingered and oh so unaware of oh so many things. He was rough against the world, but even so...”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things

“Auri," I asked slowly, "are you joking with me?"
She looked up and grinned. "Yes I am," she said proudly. "Isn't it wonderful?”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

“A lot of those stars actually died millions of years ago. It’s just they’re so far away, the light they created before they died hasn’t finished reaching us yet.â€� He waves at the galaxy beyond the glass. “You’re looking at a sky full of ghosts.”
― Amie Kaufman

“You did not want things for yourself. That made you small. That kept you safe. That meant you could move smoothly through the world without upsetting every applecart you came across. And if you were careful, if you were a proper part of things, then you could help. You mended what was cracked. You tended to the things you found askew. And you trusted that the world in turn would brush you up against the chance to eat. It was the only graceful way to move. All else was vanity and pride.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things

“She knew if you weren’t always stepping lightly as a bird the whole world came apart to crush you. Like a house of cards. Like a bottle against stones.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things

“I love her more than just a little. I think it's because we're both somewhat broken, in our own odd ways. More importantly, we're both aware of it.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things

“Her name was like an echo of an ache in her.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things

“Oh yes. It was well worth it, doing things the proper way.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things

“Some were bitter. Some were sweet. Some were hardly anything. That was just the way of things.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things

“She was not vain enough to work her will against the world. But she could use the things the world had given her.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things

“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.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things

“She kicked, but there was little to be gained from that, burdened as she was with the heavy lump of sharp, hard love she held so tightly to her chest. Was it the answers that it held that gave it so much weight?”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things

“The gesture was so tight with rage she feared she’d snap and crack the world in two.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things

“Nothing was nothing else. Nothing was anything it shouldn’t be.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things

“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.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things

“They were everything they ought to be and nothing else.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things

“There was a secret deep within the hidden heart of things. Mandrag never told her that. She did not think he knew. Auri found that secret for herself.
She knew the true shape of the world. All else was shadow and the sound of distant drums.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things

“It exhasperated her, but she knew better than to force the world to her desire.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things

“Estaba harta de ser tan única.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things

“She knew. She should have moved more gently with the world. She knew the way of things. She knew if you weren't always stepping lightly as a bird the whole world came apart to crush you. Like a house of cards. Like a bottle against stones. Like a wrist pinned hard beneath a hand with the hot breath smell of want and wine . . . .”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things

“Sus cacerolas colgaban en los sitios correctos. Su lámpara anímica estaba donde le correspondía. La taza de cerámica rajada reposaba tranquila. Todo estaba como debía estar.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, La música del silencio / The Slow Regard of Silent Things (Crónica del asesino de reyes)