Guto Junior

“I spoke it soft, but close enough to brush against her lips. I spoke it quiet, but near enough so that the sound of it went twining through her hair. I spoke it hard and firm and dark and sweet.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear

“She taught me I should never do anything in private I did not want talked about in public, and cautioned me not to talk in my sleep.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

“Someone's parents have been singing entirely the wrong sort of songs.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

“No, listen. I've got it now. You meet a girl: shy, unassuming. If you tell her she's beautiful, she'll think you're sweet, but she won't believe you. She knows that beauty lies in your beholding." Bast gave a grudging shrug. "And sometimes that's enough."

His eyes brightened. "But there's a better way. You show her she is beautiful. You make mirrors of your eyes, prayers of your hands against her body. It is hard, very hard, but when she truly believes you..." Bast gestured excitedly. "Suddenly the story she tells herself in her own head changes. She transforms. She isn't seen as beautiful. She is beautiful, seen.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind