Dylan Cometa

“I swear by the night sky and the ever-moving moon: if you lead my master to despair, I will slit you open and splash around like a child in a muddy puddle. I’ll string a fiddle with your guts and make you play it while I dance.” Bast leaned closer until their faces were mere inches apart, his eyes gone white as opal, white as a full-bellied moon. “You are an educated man. You know there are no such things as demons.” Bast smiled a terrible smile. “There is only my kind.” Bast leaned closer still, Chronicler smelled flowers on his breath. “You are not wise enough to fear me as I should be feared. You do not know the first note of the music that moves me.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

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

“If I could sum it up in 50 words, I wouldn't have needed to write a whole novel about it.”
― Patrick Rothfuss

“That wasn't any act of God. That was an act of pure human fuckery.”
― Stephen King, The Stand