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  • #1
    Michael J. Sullivan
    “Each killing steals a bit of humanity until a murderer is nothing more than an animal. A hunger replaces the spirit. A want for what was lost, but as with innocence, the soul can never be replaced. Joy, love, and peace flee such a vessel and in their stead blooms a desire for blood and death.”
    Michael J. Sullivan, The Crown Tower

  • #2
    Patrick Rothfuss
    “Anyone can love a thing because. That's as easy as putting a penny in your pocket.
    But to love something despite. To know the flaws and love them too. That is rare and pure and perfect.”
    Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear

  • #3
    Patrick Rothfuss
    “Words are pale shadows of forgotten names. As names have power, words have power. Words can light fires in the minds of men. Words can wring tears from the hardest hearts.”
    Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

  • #4
    Patrick Rothfuss
    “You do not know the first note of the music that moves me.”
    Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

  • #5
    Patrick Rothfuss
    “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

  • #6
    Patrick Rothfuss
    “It's like everyone tells a story about themselves inside their own head. Always. All the time. That story makes you what you are. We build ourselves out of that story.”
    Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

  • #7
    Patrick Rothfuss
    “But how awful would that be? How terrible to live surrounded by the stark, sharp, hollowness of things that simply were enough?”
    Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things



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