— If you'll excuse me, I must get my beauty sleep.
— I don't think it'll make me prettier, but I need sleep too.

Eyck of Denesle: Lady Yennefer, may I escort you to your tent?
Yennefer: Will you be joining me?
Eyck of Denesle: My lady, I would never degrade your honor in such a way.
Jaskier: I hate to break it to you, but that ship has sailed, wrecked and sunk to the bottom of the ocean.

People linked by destiny will always find each other.

Sometimes a flower is just a flower. The best he can do is to die.

Jaskier: Right, so stick close to me, look mean and pretend you’re a mute. Can’t have anyone finding out who you actually are.
Mousesack: [calling loudly through the whole room] Geralt of Rivia, the mighty Witcher!
Jaskier: Oh, shit.

— This smell... Lilacan...
— Gooseberrys...

Toss a coin to your Witcher
O' Valley of Plenty

They took my choice! I want it back.

— Someday I'll make you a necklace of dragon teeth. The prettiest necklace ever!
— No. We must live and let live.
— What's that mean?
— It's our code. We have to cling to something. If we don't, the world descends into chaos.

— Jaskier.
— Yennefer.
— The crow's feet are new.
— Yeah, well, your jokes are... old.

When your species is on the verge of collapse, perhaps everything becomes more desperate.

— Why not kill them?
— Because then I am who they say I am.

You have the most incredible neck. It’s like a sexy goose... guzzling.

The worst monsters are the ones we create.