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“I need you to breathe for me.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear

“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up.”
― Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 9: The Kindly Ones

“When you love something, you have to make sure it loves you back, or you'll bring about no end of trouble chasing it.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear

“You,” I said, “are sweet music in a distant room.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear

“But sometimes the best help a person can find is helping someone else.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear

“The desire for knowledge shapes a man.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear

“I've always liked the moonless night best. It's easier to say things in the dark. It's easier to be yourself.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear

“...nothing in the world is harder than convincing someone of an unfamiliar truth.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear

“You know, I could have carried you.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear

“But to love something despite. To know the flaws and love them too. This is rare and pure and perfect.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear

“Te mentiría. Vale la pena mentir por ti. Pero no te mentiría. También vale la pena decir la verdad por ti.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear

“Eres mi puerto seguro en un mar infinito y tempestuoso.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear

“El amor es ciego, y sordomudo.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear

“Eres un vino dulce en mi boca, una canción en mi garganta, y la risa en mi corazón.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear

“Quizá lo bello sea moverse según la propia naturaleza.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear

“Existe una forma específica de pensar llamada Alar —explicó Wilem—. Crees en algo con tanta fuerza que sucede”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear

“si vuelves a decirme una frase de siete palabras, me desmayo. (Denna)”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear

“Vorfelan rhinata morie" "El deseo de conocimiento forma a un hombre" - Wil”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear

“Sharing silence between us. Sometimes is all you can share.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear

“Pure truth," I said. "You are my bright penny by the roadside. You are worth more than salt or the moon on a long night of walking. You are sweet wine in my mouth, a song in my throat, and laughter in my heart. [...] "You are too good for me," I said, "You are a luxury I cannot afford. Despite this, I insist you come with me today. I will buy you dinner and spend hours waxing rhapsodic
over the vast landscape of wonder that is you." [...] "I will play you music. I will sing you songs. For the rest of the afternoon, the rest of the world cannot touch us.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear

“Words are pale shadows of forgotten names. As names have power, words have power. Words can light fires in the minds of men. Words can wring tears from the hardest hearts.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

“It's like everyone tells a story about themselves inside their own head. Always. All the time. That story makes you what you are. We build ourselves out of that story.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

“Perhaps the greatest faculty our minds possess is the ability to cope with pain. Classic thinking teaches us of the four doors of the mind, which everyone moves through according to their need.

First is the door of sleep. Sleep offers us a retreat from the world and all its pain. Sleep marks passing time, giving us distance from the things that have hurt us. When a person is wounded they will often fall unconscious. Similarly, someone who hears traumatic news will often swoon or faint. This is the mind's way of protecting itself from pain by stepping through the first door.

Second is the door of forgetting. Some wounds are too deep to heal, or too deep to heal quickly. In addition, many memories are simply painful, and there is no healing to be done. The saying 'time heals all wounds' is false. Time heals most wounds. The rest are hidden behind this door.

Third is the door of madness. There are times when the mind is dealt such a blow it hides itself in insanity. While this may not seem beneficial, it is. There are times when reality is nothing but pain, and to escape that pain the mind must leave reality behind.

Last is the door of death. The final resort. Nothing can hurt us after we are dead, or so we have been told.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

“When we are children we seldom think of the future. This innocence leaves us free to enjoy ourselves as few adults can. The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

“Call a jack a jack. Call a spade a spade. But always call a whore a lady. Their lives are hard enough, and it never hurts to be polite.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

“We understand how dangerous a mask can be. We all become what we pretend to be.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

“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 be left after. Some women are like hearthfires, not much to look at but underneath they are all warm red coal that burns a long, long while.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

“Bones mend. Regret stays with you forever.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

“My parents danced together, her head on his chest. Both had their eyes closed. They seemed so perfectly content. If you can find someone like that, someone who you can hold and close your eyes to the world with, then you're lucky. Even if it only lasts for a minute or a day. The image of them gently swaying to the music is how I picture love in my mind even after all these years.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

“Using words to talk of words is like using a pencil to draw a picture of itself, on itself. Impossible. Confusing. Frustrating ... but there are other ways to understanding.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind