Pride is always a better lever against the nobility than reason.
I think the best part of being an author is that I get to learn about anything I want and explain it away as research.
Close your mouth, E’lir Kvothe, or I will feel obliged to put some vile tonic in it.
I believe it, Chronicler found himself thinking. Before it was just a story, but now I can believe it. This is the face of a man who has killed an angel.
I loved college. I wish I was still taking classes instead of teaching them.
Words have to find a man’s mind before they can touch his heart, and some men’s minds are woefully small targets.
He was giving me enough rope to hang myself with. Apparently he didn’t realize that once a noose is tied it will fit one neck as easily as another.
By your logic I should also be in charge of Solinade dances, needlework, and horse thieving.
For me, language is something that I’ve always loved. When I read, that’s what I look for. When I write, that’s what I strive for.
I can’t count the men who have tried to seduce me away from my virtue by teaching me how to defend it.
There is nothing quite so delightfully mysterious as a secret in your own backyard.
One of them had a large wooden sign nailed to its door proclaiming, NO SYMPATHY! I wondered what non-arcane visitors might think of the warning.
I’ve always liked the moonless night best. It’s easier to say things in the dark. It’s easier to be yourself.
I learned to love the feel of good words.
The boy grows upward, but the girl grows up.
Don’t get me wrong, hard and soft fantasy stories can both be good. But you need to know which camp you’re in. I’m into realism. I’m a hard fantasy guy.
It was more exciting when I didn’t know I had permission.
That was another lesson I had learned perhaps too well: people meant pain.
The desire for knowledge shapes a man.
It’s hard for a newbie author to get noticed.