The Name of the Wind
de Patrick Rothfuss
Kvothe et Denna ♥
"I have known her longer, my smile said. True, you have been inside the circle of her arms, tasted her mouth, felt the warmth of her, and that is something I have never had. But there is a part of her that is only for me. You cannot touch it, no matter how hard you might try. And after she has left you I will still be here, making her laugh. My light shining in her. I will still be here long after she has forgotten your name."
"There were more than a few. She went through them like a pen through wet paper. She left them, disappointed. Or, frustated, they abandoned her, leaving her heartsore, moved to sadness but never as far as tears."