There is no conjuring something from nothing. There is a give and a take.
There is a cost to all creation. A sacrifice that is always made.[to Yennefer]
The questions you are asking require knowledge that’s been lost to time. And knowledge like that is usually lost for a reason.[to Ciri]
States rise and fall like the tide. Nothing new.
Sometimes, our elders set out to protect us, not knowing our strength.
Remember what you have. Magic. It’s lodged in you. Like a spiked arrow. It wounds you. Deeply. But it’s a strange sort of pain. Combined with bliss. Trust me. It’s all you’ll ever need. It’s everything.[to Ciri]
Are you dying?[Ciri]My sweet child, when I go, it will be far more dramatic than this.[Queen Calanthe]
Monsters are more than just horrid looks and claws and teeth. Monsters are born of deeds done. Unforgivable ones.
Love and blood. They both possess a mighty power.
It’s what eats you alive. Loneliness.
In Nilfgaard, there are no limits. Only power and potential.
Ill winds follow grave robbers.[to Yurga]
