Stephen

“The Lethani is the same everywhere,” she said firmly. “It is not like the wind, changing from place to place.”

“The Lethani is like water,” I responded without thinking. “It is itself unchanging, but it shapes itself to fit all places. It is both the river and the rain.”

She glared at me. “Who are you to say the Lethani is like one thing and not another?”

“Who are you to do the same?”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear