Patrick Rothfuss citáty

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„Jak říkal můj otec: “Nazývej sochor sochorem, rýč rýčem, ale děvce vždycky říkej dámo. Má dost těžký život a zdvořilost tě nikdy nebolí.”“

„Hudba zasahuje přímo srdce, bez ohledu na to, jak hloupá nebo zatvrzelá je mysl toho, kdo jí naslouchá.“

„Den, kdy si začneme dělat starosti s budoucností, je tím dnem, kdy necháváme dětství za sebou.“

„Je tvrdé být obviňován pro nic za nic, ale horší, když se na vás koukají spatra burani, kteří jakživi nepřečetli knihu a nedostali se ani dvacet mil od místa, kde se narodili.“

„Mluvíš jako pes, když štěká… Žádný konec. Žádný smysl.“

„Jak se říká: těžká peněženka dělá lehké srdce.“

„Takže ano, měla své vady, ale co znamenají drobné kazy, když jde o záležitosti srdce? Milujeme to, co milujeme. Rozum do toho nemá co mluvit. Svým způsobem je právě nerozumná láska ta pravá. Každý dokáže něco milovat, protože… To je snadné stejně jako strčit si minci do kapsy. Ale milovat navzdory…Znát chyby a i k těm chovat lásku. To je vzácné a ryzí a dokonalé.“

„Když se chováš opatrně, když zaujímáš své patřičné místo, pak můžeš pomáhat. Spravit, co je prasklé. Starat se o věci, které najdeš pokřivené. A důvěřuješ světu, že ti přihraje příležitost sehnat něco k jídlu. Jedině tak se dá pohybovat ve světě správně. Všechno ostatní je marnivost a pýcha.“

“Why are you smiling?'
'I'm relieved,' I said honestly. 'I was worried I'd given myself cadmium poisoning, or I had some mysterious disease. This is just someone trying to kill me.”

“I briefly entertained the notion that I was insane and didn't know it. Then I considered the possibility that I had always been insane, acknowledged it as more likely than the former, then pushed both thoughts from my mind.”.”

“By your logic I should also be in charge of Solinade dances, needlework, and horse thieving.”

“… if I have ever met someone without a single shadow on their heart, it was surely a child too young for speaking.”

“Wilem snorted."That doesn't sound suspicious at all," he said. "And you wonder why people talk about you."

"I don't wonder why they talk," I said "I wonder what they say.”

“There are few things as nauseating as pure obedience.”

“Today,' Elodin said brightly, 'we will talk about things that cannot be talked about. Specifically, we will discuss why some things cannot be discussed.”

“Wilem tapped Simmon’s shoulder. “He’s telling the truth.”
Simmon glanced over at him. “Why do you say that?”
“He sounds more sincere than that when he lies.””

“I decided to dub the room with the good chairs my lutery. Or perhaps my performatory. I would need a while to come up with something suitably pretentious.”

“Sometimes leaving is the only thing you can do.”

“Secrets of the heart. We swallow hard against them every day, forcing them deep inside us. There they sit, growing heavier, festering. Given enough time, they cannot help but crush the heart that holds them.”

“A tinker’s debt is always paid:
Once for any simple trade.
Twice for freely given aid.
Thrice for any insult made.”

“How odd to watch a mortal kindle / Then to dwindle day by day / Knowing their bright souls are tinder / And the wind will have its way”

“Emotions by their very nature are not reasonable things.”

“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.”

“Words cannot always do the work we need them to. Music is there for when words fail us.”

“Small facts lead to great knowing.”

“I scowled as loudly as I could.”

“All stories are true.”

“Soon. She knew. Soon he would come visiting. Incarnadine and sweet and sad and broken. Just like her.”

“Damn chicken. Come eat your dinner. I'm cold.”

“Asleep she was a painting of a fire. Awake she was the fire itself”

“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.”

“Looters become looted, while time and tide make us mercenaries all.”

“The air was heavy with the smell of leather and dust, of old parchment and binding glue. It smelled of secrets.”

“She felt… less. She felt tamped down. Dim. More faint. Feint. Feigned. Fain.”

“I want a magical horse that fits in my pocket," Wil said. "And a ring of red amber that gives me power over demons. And an endless supply of cake.”

“She knew the true shape of the world. All else was shadow and the sound of distant drums.”

“But even this piece of flattery couldn't distract me from the fact that I was in the center of the Fae realm, blind, stark naked, and without the slightest idea of what was going on.”