Quotes About Monsters

Even the greatest monsters couldn't inspire fear like an old woman who was plotting something.

Stairs Up! Extremely Dangerous Traps! I Forgot What This One Does! Money! Moderately Dangerous Traps! Mystery! Bigger Monsters! Literally Nothing!

A fascist believes that if, for example, you're born black, or you're born Jewish, that you're predestined from that genetic accident to behave a certain way and deserve to be treated a certain way as well. My books stand for the proposition that the monsters who frighten us have a genesis, and the genesis is *not* genetic.

I believe in the sword. As you can see, I carry two. Every witcher does. It's said, spitefully, the silver one is for monsters and the iron for humans. But that's wrong. As there are monsters which can be struck down only with a silver blade, so there are those for whom iron is lethal. And lola, not just any iron, it must come from a meteorite

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?.

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

That is right,' the dragon interrupted. 'Well, it's the times we live in. For some time, creatures, which you usually call monsters, have been feeling more and more under threat from people. They can no longer cope by themselves. They need a Defender. Some kind of… witcher.' 'And

carry on killing monsters in the ruins of this world until some monster kills me. That is my fate, my reason, my life and my attitude to the world. And it is not what I chose. It was chosen for me.

I'll defend Nilfgaardian children. And even if the world lies in ruin - which does not seem likely to me - I'll carry on killing monsters in the ruins of this world until some monster has killed me. That is my fate, my reason, my life and my attitude to the world. And it is not what I chose. It was chosen for me.

A la gente le gusta inventarse monstruos y monstruosidades. Entonces se parecen menos monstruos a sí mismos. [...]Entonces, como que se les quita un peso de encima. Y les resulta más fácil vivir.

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

Die Leute [...] denken sich gern Ungeheuer und Ungeheuerlichkeiten aus. Sie selbst kommen sich dann weniger ungeheuerlich vor.

Mude o nome da taberna para A Espada do Bruxo, para que nas noites de inverno aqui sejam contadas histórias sobre tesouros e monstros, sobre uma guerra sangrenta, sobre batalhas ferozes, sobre a morte. Sobre um grande amor e uma amizade inabalável. Sobre a coragem e a honra.

Quem deve enfrentar monstros deve permanecer atento para não se tornar também um monstro. Se olhares demasiado tempo o interior de um abismo O abismo acabará por olhar o teu interior.

People like to invent monsters and monstrosities. Then they seem less monstrous themselves.

Mamá, ¿es que son demonios? ¿Es la persecución salvaje? ¿Monstruos del infierno? ¡Mamá, mamá! Silencio, silencio, niños. No son demonios, no son diablos... Peor. Son seres humanos

They're taught to kill, and all human feelings and reactions are trained out of them. They're turned into monsters in order to kill other monsters.

Soon there won't be any strigas, wyverns, endriagas or werewolves left in the world. But there'll always be whoresons.

The blade, freed by the half-turn, floated after him, shining, drawing a fan of red droplets in its wake. The streaming raven-black hair floated in the air, floated, floated, floated... The head fell onto the gravel. There are fewer and fewer monsters? And I? What am I? Who's shouting? The birds? The woman in a sheepskin jacket and blue dress? The roses from Nazair? How quiet! How empty. What emptiness. Within me.

People,' Geralt turned his head, '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.

Eu havia aprendido que confiar naqueles que pareciam inocentes só levava a corações partidos e devastação. Os monstros podiam exibir sorrisos amigáveis e, ao mesmo tempo, exalar a alma podre do Diabo nas fendas mais escuras de si mesmos.

Remember, because this is important. Graveirs, like ghouls and other monsters in this category, do not have their own ecological niche. They are relicts from the age of the interpenetration of spheres. Killing them does not upset the order and interconnections of nature which prevail in our present sphere. In this sphere these monsters are foreign and there is no place for them.

Itinerant killers of basilisks; travelling slayers of dragons and vodniks!

A las gente le gusta inventarse monstruos y monstruosidades, entonces parecen menos monstruosos asi mismos