“Vashet," I said. "It occurs to me it would be nice to fight someone whose ability is somewhat closer to my own." Vashet laughed, shaking her head. "That is like throwing two virgins into a bed. Enthusiasm, passion, and ignorance… — Patrick Rothfuss Copy Share Image
“This is the nature of love,” Vashet said. “To attempt to describe it will drive a woman mad. That is what keeps poets scribbling endlessly away. If one could pin it to the paper all complete, the others would lay… — Patrick Rothfuss Copy Share Image
