Quotes from Andrzej Sapkowski

We be decent thieves, not some politicals. We didn't try to attack the authorities. We was only stealing.

Battle not with monsters, lest ye become a monster; for if you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes back into you.

I was watching them carefully, and I know people. They weren't lying." "No," the witcher agreed. "They weren't lying. They firmly believed it all. Which doesn't change the facts.

Ludzie (...) lubi? wymy?la? potwory i potworno?ci. Sami sobie wydaj? si? wtedy mniej potworni (...) Wtedy jako? l?ej im si? robi na sercu. I ?atwiej im ?y?.

Don't mistake the stars reflected in a pond at night for those in the sky.

The young sorceress would become attractive because the prestige of her profession demanded it. The result was pseudo-pretty women with the angry and cold eyes of ugly girls. Girls who couldn't forget their ugliness had been covered by the mask of magic only for the prestige of their profession.

manticore, wyvern, fogler, aeschna, ilyocoris, chimera, leshy, vampire, ghoul, graveir, werewolf, giant scorpion, striga, black annis, kikimora, vypper…so many I've killed.

Shut up, you brat," interrupted Geralt, smiling nastily "Halt your uncontrolled little tongue. You speak to a lady who deserves respect, especially from a Knight of the White Rose...

What a hideous smile I have, Geralt thought, reaching for his sword. What a hideous face I have. And how hideously I squint. So that is what I look like? Damn.

Muchos de entre los que viven merecen morir y algunos de los que mueren merecen la vida. ¿Puedes devolver la vida? Entonces no te apresures a dispensar la muerte, pues ni el más sabio conoce el fin de todos los caminos.

It is you humans who hate anything that differs from you, be it only by the shape of its ears. That's why you took our land from us, drove us from our homes, forced us into the savage mountains.

Hej! - rycza? Yarpen Zigrin siedz?cy na ko?le, wskazuj?c na Yennefer. - Co? si? tam czerni na szlaku! Ciekawe, co to? Wygl?da jak koby?a! - Bez ochyby! - odwrzasn?? Jaskier, odsuwaj?c na ty? g?owy ?liwkowy kapelusik. - To koby?a! Wierzchem na wa?achu! Niebywa?e!

We know little about love. Love is like a pear. A pear is sweet and has a distinct shape. Try to define the shape of a pear. Dandelion, Half a Century of Poetry

I consider waging war against other races idiocy.

Geralt knew that bonnet and that feather, which were famed from the Buina to the Yaruga, known in manor houses, fortresses, inns, taverns and whorehouses. Particularly whorehouses.

The sunrise, however, represents another victory in the fight for life, a new day, the continuation of existence.

Thirdly,' the Witcher replied in a tired voice, 'the monthly quota on miracles was used up when the woman from Kernow found her missing husband.

It's fitting to learn things you don't know. Anyone who doesn't know other languages is handicapped.

Geralt groaned softly, as usual when Dandelion was assailed by nocturnal talkativeness.

But if I'm to choose between one evil and another, then I prefer not to choose at all.

Those who don't have a bed at all, you eliminate on the spot. From those who remain, you eliminate the owners of any dirty or slovenly beds. And when only those who have clean and tidy beds remain, you choose the one you find most attractive. Unfortunately, the method is not a hundred per cent foolproof. You can make a terrible mistake." "You're

And the girl?" Yarpen indicated Ciri with his head as she wriggled under the sheepskin. "Yours?" "Mine," he replied without thinking. "Mine, Zigrin.

Everything ends.' No, he thought. I don't want it to be like that. I'm tired. Too tired to accept the perspective of endings which are beginnings, and starting everything over again. I'd like …

And only then did I understand how stupid I was.