Kingkiller Chronicle
- Fear
You thought I was fearless? You thought? I doubt very much that you thought at all. Otherwise, you might have thought about what it means to be afraid. About the humanity of it. Only priests and fools are fearless, and I've never been on the best of terms with God.
Kingkiller Chronicle
- Make a Game of You
I will make a game of you. I will follow you unseen and smother any spark of joy you find. You will never know a woman's touch, a breath of rest, a moment's peace of mind. And if you lead my love to despair, I will slit you open and splash around like a child in a mud puddle. I will string a fiddle with your guts and make you play it while I dance. This I swear to you by night sky and ever-moving moon. In this I will not be defied.
