Author of quotes: Andrzej Sapkowski

He just avenges all the injustices that the elves experienced from people, - the witcher grinned wryly. “He doesn't care who to take revenge on. Do not be fooled by noble appearance and exquisite speech, Buttercup. He is no different from the black-eyed one who kicked us. He needs to discharge his impotent hatred on someone.

To the destruction of the sons of bitches!

Fairy tales cease to be fairy tales when they begin to be believed ...

And it is true someone said he felt'addario Bach, looking at this phenomenon (sliding on the water boat - ed.). - There are three most beautiful sight in the world. Ship under full sail, a horse in gallop and this... well... naked woman in bed.
A woman in the dance, and she smiled the Witcher. In dance, the'addario.
- Let it be naked and the dance - nodded krasnolud.

- History, ' smiled the Witcher is a retelling, mostly false, of events, mostly minor, as described to us by historians, mostly near crazy.

- ... You will burn in the fire which will resplice.
- The fire purifies. And tempers. Through it must pass. Aenyell'hael, ell'ea, sor'ca? You: "baptism of fire".
- I milse another fire. Such that crackles under the boiler.

I have a feeling you captured some devilish whirlwind, you're confused, knocked for a loop that gradually tightens around you.

I know my Purpose, which twists and twirls me like a tornado. My Purpose? It's coming for me next, but I never look back.

Stars and constellations - Winter virgin, Seven Goats, a Jug. If you believe some theories - no it's not twinkling lights and worlds. Other worlds. The worlds from which we are separated by time and space... I am deeply convinced that someday it will be possible to travel to these other worlds, in other times and spaces. Yes, for sure someday this will be possible. Yet be a way. But this will require a whole new way of thinking, a new life-giving idea, reservada restraining her now tight corset, called rational cognition...

"Ah, he thought, Bouncing - if it happened... If illuminated, if on the trail. Just one unique occasion..."
Below the terrace, something flashed, the night exploded, from Shine to a horse. With the rider. Girl.
- Good evening - politely greeted the girl. Sorry if the wrong time. It is impossible to know what is this place? And what time is that?
Arenius Krantz swallowed, opened his mouth and muttered.
In one place, patiently and clearly repeated the girl rider. Time.
- Uh... Well... Beee...
A horse snorted. The girl sighed.
Well, perhaps I'm again wrong. Not the same place. Not the time! But answer me, man! At least one understandable word. Because I could not get into the world where people lost the ability to articulate speech?
- Uh...
- One little word.
- Heee...
- I hope you have a stroke, you fool, - said the girl.
And disappeared. Together with the horse.
Arenius Krantz shut his mouth. Stood there at the balustrade, peering into the night, into the lake, and water reflecting the distant lights of Vizim. Then he zipped up his pants and returned to the telescope.
Comet quickly swept the sky. It had to watch not to lose sight of glasses and eye. To watch, until it disappears in the vastness of space. It was a chance, as a scientist you can not miss the chance.

I will not allow myself to make such comments! - roared Henselt, this time so that not every Buffalo managed to primicati. - I don't want to hear such comments, especially from spies of every stripe! I fuck you to hell, king!
- It can be seen, snorted MMA.

- Quite right, - has thoughtfully repeated the pilgrim, looking at the lowered head of the elf. - Peace negotiations - bargaining Bazaar. Fair. To some can buy, others to sell. In such ruts the world is heading. Most importantly, do not buy too expensive...
And not sell too cheaply - finish elf, not looking up.

- I would often... to walk. And chatting. But I know that's impossible.
- You understand correctly. - He bit his lip. - The emperors own empires, but two things own can not: their heart and their time. Both belongs to the Empire.

- I will not philosophize, ' said the pilgrim. As has been said, I'm a simple man, direct and not eloquent. However, I dare say this: first, short like insects life protects us, the people from decadence, declines to, appreciating life, to live intensively and creatively to use every minute of life and to enjoy it. And when required, without regret to give her the right thing.