Quotes from Andrzej Sapkowski

We'll do a bit of reconnaissance. If it's safe, I'll make a call like a sparrow hawk.' 'Like a sparrow hawk?' said Munro Bruys, anxiously moving his chin. 'Since when did you know anything about mimicking bird calls, Zoltan?' 'That's the whole point. If you hear a strange, unrecognisable sound, you'll know it's me.

?le ci to idzie, Tzara. Nie umiesz. ?eby kogo? dobrze zniewa?y?, nie wystarczy przemo?ne pragnienie, entuzjazm ani zapa?. Konieczny jest warsztat.

Ser neutral no significa ser indiferente e insensible. No hay que matar el sentimiento dentro de uno mismo. Basta con matar el odio dentro de uno mismo.

Look at his toes. He, let's be frank, has two left feet.' 'Verily,' Chamberlain Le Goff confirmed without a trace of amazement. 'There are plenty of tapestries like that in Beauclair. The master who wove them was a true master. But he drank an awful lot. As artists do.

Pax!" he bellowed as he struck. "Pax! Vobiscum! Love thy neighbour! Proximum tuum! Sicut te ipsum! Whoresons!

El Mal es el Mal, menor, mayor, mediano es igual, las proporciones son convenidas y las fronteras borrosas. Si tengo que elegir entre uno y otro prefiero no elegir en absoluto.

Men like to see their former lovers again to reminisce about the good old times. They take pleasure in imagining that their bygone love affairs assure them a perpetual right of possession on their ex-partners. It's good for their self-esteem. You're no exception, apparently.

Only I don't know," the Enchantress pinched her lips together, "who gave you permission to describe my internal organs. How did it go? 'Her heart, as though a jewel, adorned her neck. Hard as if of diamond made, and as a diamond so unfeeling, sharper than obsidian, cutting—' Did you make that up yourself? Or perhaps…?

Mr Brigden,' Stefan Skellen said coldly, standing over the prisoner spread out between the table legs, 'put the irons in the coals, please. Mr Echrade, please make sure no children are hanging around outside.' He leaned over and looked into the bound man's eyes. 'You haven't shown your face for ages, Rience,' he said. 'I was beginning to think some misfortune had befallen you.

Although I don't enquire into people's motives, I'm slowly learning the art of looking beneath masks.

Zamykam oczy i widzÄ™ zÅ'ote iskry. CzujÄ™ zapach jabÅ'ek. Branwen. Zapach piór sokoÅ'a siedzÄ…cego na mojej rÄ™kawicy, gdy wracam z Å'owów. ZÅ'ote iskry. WidzÄ™ jej twarz. WidzÄ™ krzywiznÄ™ policzka, maÅ'y, lekko zadarty nos. KrÄ…gÅ'o?? ramienia. WidzÄ™ j?… NoszÄ™ j?… NoszÄ™ jÄ… na wewnÄ™trznej stronie powiek.

However, when it's time to get back in the saddle after resting, it's as though your arse were shouting, 'Help! Murder!

Become a priest. You wouldn't be bad at it with all your scruples, your morality, your knowledge of people and of everything. The fact that you don't believe in any gods shouldn't be a problem—I don't know many priests who do. Become a priest and stop feeling sorry for yourself.

Violence breeds violence. Hatred has grown into hearts… and has poisoned kindred blood…" "What?" Olsen grimaced. "Use a human language!" "Hard times are upon us." "So

You mistook the stars reflected in a pond at night for the sky.

El cobarde muere cien veces. El hombre valiente muere sólo una vez. Pero la Señora Fortuna al atrevido ayuda, al cobarde siempre despreció tiene.

On the stairs, the monster turned. 'What's that around your neck, dear guest?' 'Have a look.' The creature took the medallion in his paw, lifted it up to his eyes, tightening the chain around Geralt's neck a little. 'The animal has an unpleasant expression. What is it?' 'My guild's badge.' 'Ah, you make muzzles, no doubt.

They were caring and tender and, although neither quite knew what caring and tenderness were, they succeeded because they very much wanted to. And they were in no hurry whatsoever. The whole world had ceased to exist for a brief moment, but to them, it seemed like a whole eternity. And

Gramps is going to fuck you, miss!' he howled wildly. 'Even if Gramps has to chop you up into pieces first. It's all the same to Gramps if you're in one piece, or in portions.

Num mundo em que a morte vai à caça, não há tempo para remorso ou hesitação. O tempo é suficiente apenas para tomar decisões. Não importa quantas decisões serão tomadas, nenhuma é menos ou mais importante do que as outras. No mundo em que a morte vai à caça, não existem decisões importantes ou pouco importantes. Há apenas decisões tomadas pelo guerreiro perante um iminente extermínio.

eyelashes. She smelled of ambergris, roses, library dust, decayed paper, minium and printing ink, oak gall ink, and strychnine, which was being used to poison the library mice. The smell had little in common with an aphrodisiac. So it was all the stranger that it worked on him. 'Don't

Neutralno?? zwykle bywa pod?a.

The fate of the world depends on agriculture, so it's good to know about it. Agriculture feeds, clothes, protects from the cold, provides entertainment and supports art.

El cobarde muere cien veces. El hombre valiente muere sólo una vez. Pero la Señora Fortuna al atrevido ayuda, al cobarde siempre desprecio tiene.