It was just as Master Mandrag always said: nine tenths of chemistry was waiting. — Patrick Rothfuss

She knew better than anyone, it was worth doing things the proper way.

But for half a minute she wished it was a different sort of day, even though she knew that nothing good could come from wanting at the world.

It was better to be gentle and polite. It was the worst sort of selfishness to force yourself upon the world.