Old Cob tucked away his bowl of stew with the predatory efficency of a lifetime bachelor.
The best lies about me are the ones I told.
It's hard for me to take myself too seriously when I'm constantly experiencing firsthand what an incredible gimp I can be.
We are more than the parts that form us.
If your name is getting too heavy, you should have Kvothe give you a new one.
Do you just want to get by? Or do you want to make me proud?