Kingkiller Quotes

The poorer you are, the more your pride is worth. ~ Patrick Rothfuss

It's easy to forget when you're around." She stopped walking for a moment and I had to stop too, as she'd linked her arm in mine. "That's not right. I mean to say that when you're around, it's easy to forget."
"Forget what?"
"Everything," she said, and for a moment her voice wasn't quite as playful. "All the bad parts in my life. Who I am. It's nice to be able to take a vacation from myself every once in a while. You help with that. You're my safe harbor in an endless, stormy sea. ~ Patrick Rothfuss

Maple. Maypole
Catch and carry.
Ash and Ember.
Elderberry.
Woolen. Woman.
Moon at night.
Willow. Window.
Candlelight.
Fallow farrow.
Ash and oak.
Bide and borrow.
Chimney smoke.
Barrel. Barley.
Stone and stave.
Wind and water.
Misbehave. ~ Patrick Rothfuss

I've got an idea for a modern day faerie tale that I think would made a great short novel. But I just don't have the time to work on it right now. I'm way too busy with the 'Kingkiller Chronicles' and being a new dad. ~ Patrick Rothfuss

My fingers darted, then danced, then flew. I played hard as a hailstorm, like a hammer beating brass. I played soft as sun on autumn wheat, gentle as a single stirring leaf. ~ Patrick Rothfuss

A long road will teach you more about yourself than a hundred years of introspection. ~ Patrick Rothfuss

I wasn't entirely surprised to find Elodin on Stonebridge. Very little about the Master Namer surprised me these days. He sat on the waist-high stone lip of the bridge, swinging his bare feet over the hundred-foot drop to the river below.
"Hello Kvothe," he said without turning his eyes from the churning water.
"Hello, Master Elodin," I said. "I'm afraid I'm going to be leaving the University for a term or two."
"Are you really afraid?" I noticed a whisper of amusement in his quiet, resonant voice. ~ Patrick Rothfuss

Galbatorix used to call me Kingkiller. You're Kingkiller as well now."
"It seems to run in the family."
"You'd better keep an eye on Roran, then. ~ Christopher Paolini

Kilvin's face broke into a great white smile. "Good. I would not have wanted to lose you to the other side of the river. Music is a fine thing, but metal lasts." He struck the table with two huge fingers to emphasize his point. Then he made a shooing motion with the hand that held his unfinished lamp. "Go. Do not be late for work or I will keep you polishing bottles and grinding ore for another term." As I left, I thought about what Kilvin had said. It was the first thing he had said to me that I did not agree with wholeheartedly. Metal rusts, I thought, music lasts forever. Time will eventually prove one of us right. ~ Patrick Rothfuss