01c. 1973 ADWhat do you know of poetry?” Ambrose said without bothering to turn around. “I know a limping verse when I hear it,” I said. “But this isn’t even limping. A limp has rhythm. This is more like someone falling down a set of stairs. Uneven stairs. With a midden at the bottom.” “It is a sprung rhythm,” he said, his voice stiff and offended. “I wouldn’t expect you to understand.” “Sprung?” I burst out with an incredulous laugh. “I understand that if I saw a horse with a leg this badly ‘sprung,’ I’d kill it out of mercy, then burn its poor corpse for fear the local dogs might gnaw on it and die.Patrick Rothfuss / quote ↗
02c. 1973 ADI’d heard he had started a fistfight in one of the seedier local taverns because someone had insisted on saying the word “utilize” instead of “use.Patrick Rothfuss / quote ↗
03c. 1973 ADHe hesitated, then lifted his head and sniffed. “Have you been drinking?” The question was more curious than accusatory. “No,” Bast said. The innkeeper raised an eyebrow. “I’ve been tasting,” Bast said, emphasizing the word. “Tasting comes before drinking.Patrick Rothfuss / quote ↗
04c. 1973 ADEveryone knew what he was thinking. Certainly there were demons in the world. But they were like Tehlu’s angels. They were like heroes and kings. They belonged in stories. They belonged out there. Taborlin the Great called up fire and lightning to destroy demons. Tehlu broke them in his hands and sent them howling into the nameless void. Your childhood friend didn’t stomp one to death on the road to Baedn-Bryt. It was ridiculous.Patrick Rothfuss / quote ↗
05c. 1973 ADover his own dark Cealdish beard. “Nothing like your marvelous facebear,Patrick Rothfuss / quote ↗
07c. 1973 ADMy bad luck got tangled up with my bad decisions, and I'm paying for it.Patrick Rothfuss / quote ↗
08c. 1973 ADAnd there was Ambrose. To deem us simply enemies is to lose the true flavours of our relationship. It was more like the two of us entered into a business partnership in order to more efficiently pursue our mutual interest of hating each other.Patrick Rothfuss / quote ↗
09c. 1973 ADBast looked at him incredulously."The whole world is burning down,"he said."Open your eyes.Patrick Rothfuss / quote ↗
10c. 1973 ADAsleep she was a painting of a fire. Awake she was the fire itselfPatrick Rothfuss / quote ↗
11c. 1973 ADAs my father used to say: “There are two sure ways to lose a friend, one is to borrow, the other to lend.” - Kvothe the Bloodless (The Name of The Wind)Patrick Rothfuss / quote ↗
13c. 1973 ADBut laugh?" He pressed the flat of his hand against my stomach. "Here lives laugh." He ran his finger straight up to my mouth and spread his fingers. "Push back laugh is not good. Not healthy.""Also cry?" I asked. I traced an imaginary tear down my cheek with one finger."Also cry." He put his hand on his own belly. "Ha ha ha," he said, pressing his hand to show me the motion of his stomach. Then his expression changed to sad. "Huh huh huh," he heaved with exaggerated sobs, pressing his stomach again. "Same place. Not healthy to push down.Patrick Rothfuss / quote ↗
14c. 1973 ADI can't count the men who have tried to seduce me away from my virtue by teaching me how to defend it.Patrick Rothfuss / quote ↗
15c. 1973 ADWilem: 'What is the word for that here? A man who is intimate with both women and men?''Lucky?' Denna suggested. 'Tired? Ambidextrous?''Ambisextrous,' I corrected.Patrick Rothfuss / quote ↗
16c. 1973 AD...every piece of the laughing was a tiny bird come tumbling out to fly around the room.Patrick Rothfuss / quote ↗
18c. 1973 ADDo you know why they call this place the Rookery?" Elodin asked. I shook my head."Because it's where you go if you're a-ravin'." He smiled a wild smile. He laughed a terrible laugh.Patrick Rothfuss / quote ↗
19c. 1973 ADIt's hard to be wrongfully accused, but it's worse when the people looking down on you are clods who have never read a book or traveled more than twenty miles from the place they were born.Patrick Rothfuss / quote ↗
20c. 1973 ADWhy wasn't I already kissing this woman? Why wasn't I naked, eating violets, and playing music underneath the open sky?Looking around the room again, everything seemed terribly ridiculous. These people sitting on their benches wearing layers on layers of clothing, eating with knives and forks. It all struck me as so pointless and contrived. It was incredibly funny. It was like they were playing a game and didn't even realize it. It was like a joke I'd never understood before.Patrick Rothfuss / quote ↗
21c. 1973 ADWhat is word for good together living? Nobody shits in the well?"I laughed. "Civilization?"He nodded, splaying his fingers: amusement. "Yes," he said. "Speaking with hands is civilization.""But smiling is natural," I protested. "Everyone smiles.""Natural is not civilization," Tempi said. "Cooking meat is civilization. Washing off stink is civilization.""So in Ademre you always smile with hands?" I wished I knew the gesture for dismay."No. Smiling with face good with family. Good with some friend.""Why only family?"Tempi repeated his thumb-on-collarbone gesture again. "When you make this." He pressed his palm to the side of his face and blew air into it, making a great flatulent noise. "That is natural, but you do not make it near others. Rude. With family..." He shrugged. Amusement. "...civilization not important. More natural with family.Patrick Rothfuss / quote ↗
22c. 1973 ADSo yes. It had flaws, but what does that matter when it comes to matters of the heart? We love what we love. Reason does not enter into it.Patrick Rothfuss / quote ↗
23c. 1973 ADA poet is a musician that can't sing. Words have to find a man's mind before they can touch his heart, and some men's minds are woeful small targets. Music touches their hearts directly no matter how small or stubborn the mind of the man who listens.Patrick Rothfuss / quote ↗
24c. 1973 ADBeer dulls a memory, brand sets it burning, but wine is the best for a sore heart's yearning.Patrick Rothfuss / quote ↗
