Цитаты из книги Страхи мудреца

“You’ve deduced a universal truth: things are usually unfair.”

“Life is a little grim, Bast,” Kvothe said without any hint of laughter in his voice. “You’d best start getting used to it.”

It had flaws, but what does that matter when it comes to matters of the heart? We love what we love. Reason does not enter into it.

Are things as bad as they seem? Or have I just gotten old like my da, and now everything tastes a little bitter compared to when I was a boy?

Каждая женщина как инструмент, она только и ждет, чтобы ее изучили, полюбили, настроили и сыграли на ней как следует, чтобы получилась ее собственная подлинная музыка.

Испытания — это важно. Испытания — это все равно что репетиции. Но по-настоящему важно только то, что произойдет на глазах у зрителей. Это известно любому актеру.

Все-таки иметь деньги и не иметь их — это большая разница. Когда кошелек у тебя пуст, чувствуешь себя каким-то беспомощным.

- Но ведь это же бессмысленно! На этот вопрос невозможно ответить.

• Вовсе не бессмысленно! - возразил я. - Именно те вопросы, на которые мы не можем дать ответа, и есть самые полезные. Они учат нас думать. Если дать человеку ответ, что он узнает? Какой-нибудь факт, и все. А вот если дать ему вопрос, тогда он сам примется искать ответы.

- Все мы знаем, что, когда погасишь свет, все женщины одного роста!

Семья-это основание, на котором стоит человек.

The cost of a loaf is a simple thing, and so a loaf is often sought... ... but some things are past valuing: laughter, land, and love are never bought.

But the pride is the luxury of strong.

Graciousness is the luxury of the wise

I walked across the polished marble floor and sat on a red velvet lounging couch. I idly wondered how exactly one was supposed to lounge. I couldn’t remember ever doing it myself. After a moment’s consideration, I decided lounging was probably similar to relaxing, but with more money in your pocket.

“Even if you are clever and have a way with words, you are doomed in this. Because while your mouths might speak the same language, your hearts do not.”

“I don’t know if I could explain music without using it, but that’s beside the point. That’s not explanation, it’s translation.” Elodin’s face lit up. “That’s it exactly!” he said. “Translation. All explicit knowledge is translated knowledge, and all translation is imperfect.”

“What were you doing on top of things.” She paused and gave a tiny hiccuping laugh. “All crazy and mostly nekkid?” My heart began to thaw a bit. “I was looking for a place to put my blood,” I said. “Most people keep that inside,” she said. “It’s easier.”

“I’m nervous as a new whore,” I said. “Just give me a moment.”

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. Before long, my breath began to catch from the strain of it.