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“With tuition looming, I didn’t dare spend a bent penny. I couldn’t buy candles, or ink, or paper. I had no jewelry to pawn, no allowance, no parents to write home to. No respectable moneylender would give me a thin shim. Hardly surprising, as I was a rootless, orphan Edema Ruh whose possessions would fit into a burlap sack. It wouldn’t have to be a large sack either.”

–Patrick Rothfuss. The Wise Man’s Fear: Kingkiller Chronicle: Day Two. Daw, 2011.  Kindle edition.  Quote in chapter five.


“It was one of those perfect autumn days so common in stories and so rare in the real world.  The weather was warm and dry, ideal for ripening a field of wheat or corn.  On both sides of the road the trees were changing color.  Tall poplars had gone a buttery yellow while the shrubby sumac encroaching on the road was tinged a violent red.  Only the old oaks seemed reluctant to give up the summer, and their leaves remained an even mingling of gold and green.

Everything said, you couldn’t hope for a nicer day to have a half dozen ex-soldiers with hunting bows relieve you of everything you owned.”

–Patrick Rothfuss.  The Name of the Wind: The Kingkiller Chronicle: Day One.  New York: Daw, 2007. Kindle edition.  Location 532.