Sword of Destiny - Andrzej Sapkowski

There is never a second opportunity to make a first impression.

He knew ballads were not written to be believed, but to move their audience.

It is easy to kill with a bow, girl. How easy it is to release the bowstring and think, it is not I, not I, it is the arrow. The blood of that boy is not on my hands. The arrow killed him, not I. But the arrow does not dream anything in the night. May you dream nothing in the night either, blue-eyed dryad.

No. Me, I take nothing. I only take by the hand. So that no-one must be alone and lost in the fog...

Because I know that in order to unite two people, destiny is insufficient. Something more is necessary than destiny.

Men like to meet their former lovers, like to relive memories. They like to imagine that erstwhile erotic ecstasies give them some kind of perpetual ownership of their partner. It enhances their self-importance.

"Every myth, every fable must have some roots. Something lies among those roots."
"It does... Most often a dream, a wish, a desire, a yearning. Faith that there are no limits to possibility. And occasionally chance."

Do you know what your problem is, Geralt? You think you’re different. You flaunt your otherness, what you consider abnormal. You aggressively impose that abnormality on others, not understanding that for people who think clear-headedly you’re the most normal man under the sun, and they all wish that everybody was so normal.