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“My granda always told me that fall's the time to root up something you don't want coming back to trouble you.' Kote mimicked the quaver of an old man's voice. 'Things are too full of life in the spring months. In the summer, they're too strong and won't let go. Autumn...' He looked around at the changing leaves on the trees. 'Autumn's the time. In autumn everything is tired and ready to die.”

Quote by Patrick Rothfuss

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The Name of the Wind: The Kingkiller Chonicle:

In this epic tale, Kvothe, a gifted young man, navigates a world filled with magic, politics, and intrigue. As he grows from a simple innkeeper's son to a powerful figure, he grapples with his own identity and the secrets of his origins. more

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Patrick Rothfuss
Patrick Rothfuss

Patrick Rothfuss, born on June 6, 1973, is a renowned American writer known for his works in the fantasy genre. His most famous series is 'The Name of the Wind,' which has gained widespread acclaim for its unique narrative style and profound philosophical insights. more

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