The Name of the Wind (The Kingkiller Chronicle Book 1)

Perhaps it is human nature to seek out hidden things. Perhaps it is simply my nature.

Music is a proud, temperamental mistress. Give her the time and attention she deserves, and she is yours. Slight her and there will come a day when you call and she will not answer.

Plainly said, 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.

one student in ten had half his fire I’d teach with a whip and chair instead of chalk and slate.” He brought his hand down hard on the table in front of him.

“I brought you some honey wine.” She took hold of it with both hands. “Why, this is a princely gift.” She peered down at it wonderingly. “Think of all the tipsy bees.”

“Sometimes my mouth just starts talking and it takes my mind a little bit to catch up.”

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. There are seven words that will make a person love you. There are ten words that will break a strong man’s will. But a word is nothing but a painting of a fire. A name is the fir

I made my choice and I regret it to this day. Bones mend. Regret stays with you forever.”

“All snakes bite, Reshi. I don’t need their names to know they’re dangerous.