Oh it seemed sensible. Oh yes. Certainly. But she knew what seeming was worth in the end, didn’t she? — Patrick Rothfuss

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.

It was just as Mandrag said: Nine tenths of alchemy was chemistry. And nine tenths of chemistry was waiting.