Malcom Mora

“Some days simply lay on you like stones. Some were fickle as cats, sliding away when you needed comfort, then coming back later when you didn’t want them, jostling at you, stealing your breath.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things

“Some things simply were too true to stay. Some merely came to visit for a while.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things

“She laughed so sweet and loud and long it sounded like a bell, a harp, a song.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things

“To be so lovely and so lost. To be all answerful with all that knowing trapped inside. To be beautiful and broken.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things