But any man who walks in the way of power and property is bound to meet hate.

If you are silent about your pain, they’ll kill you and say you enjoyed it.

Sometimes, I feel discriminated against, but it does not make me angry. It merely astonishes me. How can any deny themselves the pleasure of my company? It's beyond me.

I have the nerve to walk my own way, however hard, in my search for reality, rather than climb upon the rattling wagon of wishful illusions.

Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.

All my skinfolk ain't kinfolk.

There are years that ask questions and years that answer.

Research is formalized curiosity. It is poking and prying with a purpose.

I love myself when I am laughing. . . and then again when I am looking mean and impressive.

Bitterness is the coward's revenge on the world for having been hurt.

If you haven't got it, you can't show it. If you have got it, you can't hide it.

The dead never truly die. They simply change form.

He looked into the crowd for approval, saw his mother and father. He waved and they waved back. Smiles and Indian teeth. They were both drunk. Everything familiar and welcome. Everything beautiful.

If you want an abscess to cure you must press it hard

Already, though, she understood the difference between being a child and being an adult. The difference is when someone says he can keep the bad things away, a child believes him.

The really good music, whether of the East or of the West, cannot be analyzed.

I knew I had to make a sacrifice to do what I've always wanted to do.

Patrick Rothfuss gives us a fabulous debut, standing firmly on the main stage of the fantasy genre and needing no warm-up act. Jordan and Goodkind must be looking nervously over their shoulders!

I think people really don't like cops so much; they're kind of rude to them or treat them like they can't see them.

Now what I contend is that my body is my own, at least I have always so regarded it. If I do harm through my experimenting with it, it is I who suffer, not the state.

It’s my birthday, Horus insisted. Wish me happy birthday! “Happy birthday!” I yelled. “Now shut up!