Quotes from Andrzej Sapkowski

1. – NajchÄ™tniej pchn??abym ciÄ™ z bliska, patrzÄ…c w oczy – ciÄ…gn??a elfka. – Ale ogromnie Å›mierdzisz, czÅ'owieku. ZastrzelÄ™ ciÄ™ z Å'uku. – Twoja wola. – Wied?min wzruszyÅ' ramionami, na ile pozwalaÅ'y mu na to pÄ™ta. – Zrobisz, co zechcesz, szlachetna Aén Seidhe. Do zwiÄ…zanego i nieruchomego celu powinnaÅ› trafi?.

You do not dice with Destiny with impunity!

L'ignoranza non costituisce una giustificazione per gli atti sconsiderati. Quando non si sa, quando si hanno dei dubbi, è bene chiedere consiglio.

Children of elves, dwarves, halflings, gnomes, half-elves, quarter-elves and toddlers of mysterious provenance neither knew nor recognised racial or social divisions. At least, not yet.

Meet. Dandelion, ask me where we got the meat. I won't because I know that joke. Don't be a swine. Where did you get the meat? Crawled here itself.

The time of lurching blindly towards the horizon is over, for now there might be something just over the horizon. The time for decisive action has arrived. Time for throats to be cut. For at last there's someone to attack. Those who haven't understood till now, let them understand–we finally have a clear-cut enemy within reach.

Is there still good sense in the world? Or do only contemptibility and contempt remain?

Monsters,' Geralt said coldly, 'but not the members of intelligent races.

My answer would just be a word. A word which doesn't express a feeling, doesn't express an emotion, because I'm bereft of them. A word which would be nothing but the sound made when you strike a cold, empty skull.

Rumour has it,' Angoulême snapped, 'that your mother only charged her customers four shillings, but no one would give her more than two.

There was a place where hundreds of snakes hissed and squirmed on stones, scraping and rustling their scales.

Don't shout, Yen, don't be aggressive. And don't drag up that story from Vengerberg, we swore not to go back to it, after all. I don't bear a grudge against you, Yen, I'm not reproaching you, am I? I know you can't be judged by ordinary standards. And the fact that I'm saddened… the fact that I know I'm losing you… is cellular memory. The atavistic remnants of feelings in a mutant purged of emotion—

We looked, and there were positively tons of snails. So we took a sack and caught a load of the deer mollusks, as many as we could stuff in it... A lot of them escaped, Zoltan Chivay nodded, we were a tad drunk and they're devilish fast.

In every religion, among the people who believe in it and fight for it, there is one Francis of Assisi to a legion of Brother Arnulphs.

They rode straight from Hirundum to Thanedd: Geralt, Yennefer, Ciri and Dandelion.

In verità, come disse una volta re Dezmod contemplando il contenuto del suo vaso da notte: "Ciò è al di là della comprensione umana".

The place of every creature from the forests and swamps that becomes extinct is occupied by something else, some new mutation, adapted to the artificial environment created by people.

No one wants to suffer. But yet it is our lot. And some suffer more. Not necessarily by choice. The point is not the bearing of suffering. The point is how it is borne.

Conozco algo la política, sé que tiene dos fines alternativos: uno es el entendimiento, el otro el conflicto. El entendimiento se alcanza cuando uno de los bandos finge que se traga las trolas que le cuenta el otro bando.

The boulder shook, vibrated, and with it the entire hill vibrated and shook.

Una maga agisce sempre. Se male o bene si scopre poi. Ma bisogna agire, prendere la vita per i capelli. Credimi, piccola, ci si rammarica solo dell'inattività, dell'irresolutezza, dell'esitazione. Delle azioni compiute e delle decisioni prese, sebbene a volte siano causa di tristezza e dolore, non ci si rammarica.

We shan't know,' Cahir chipped in, 'until we find out.

People like to invent monsters and monstrosities. Then they seem less monstrous themselves. When they get blind-drunk, cheat, steal, beat their wives, starve an old woman, when they kill a trapped fox with an axe or riddle the last existing unicorn with arrows, they like to think that the Bane entering cottages at daybreak is more monstrous than they are. They feel better then. They find it easier to live.

Have you heard of the Curse of the Black Sun?" "But of course. Except that it was called the Mania of Mad Eltibald after the wizard who started the lark and caused dozens of girls from good, even noble, families to be murdered or imprisoned in towers. They were supposed to have been possessed by demons, cursed, contaminated by the Black Sun