THE WITCHER SAGA SENTENCE STARTERS: the last wish edition
‘ And do you have a name? Any name will do, it’s simply to make conversation easier. ’
‘ Let it go. It’s a serious matter. Many have tried and failed already. ’
‘ This, my friend, is not the same as roughing up a couple of scoundrels. ’
‘ ______, you know our code of practice forbids us to speak of our work. ’
‘ Answer me unofficially, briefly and clearly: will it work or not? ’
‘ You inspire trust, although I know what a rogue you are. ’
‘ Oh, what’s the point of explaining, you wouldn’t understand anyway. ’
‘ Am I supposed to give you advice and teach you how to live? Am I your mother or something? ’
‘ It is customary, when faced with people who greet their guests with a roar and the cry that they’re going to tear you to pieces. ’
‘ If it wasn’t for that you’d have been out of this gate a long time ago, with my bootprint on your arse. ’
‘ One has to admit you can answer questions without using many words. ’
‘ I’m not in the habit of lying. ’
‘ So what am I? Cranberry pudding? ’
‘ You didn’t answer my question. Although… you probably did. ’
‘ So you are interested after all? You said things were fine as they are. ’
‘It’s my problem, my life and my punishment. I’ve learnt to put up with it. I’ve got used to it. If it gets worse, I’ll get used to that too. ’
‘ Scream your guts out. Lose your strength. And then I’ll slash your pretty little head off! ’
‘ You consider that an honor? I don’t. I consider it an insult. ’
‘ Quiet. Lower your voice. Have a care who you speak to like that. ’
‘ I’ve no time to waste. Winter’s coming. ’
‘ Women don’t have a say in my house. But, just between us, don’t do what you did during supper last time in front of her again. ’
‘ Destiny has many faces. Mine is beautiful on the outside and hideous on the inside. ’
‘ You’re talking nonsense while making wise and meaningful faces. Can’t you speak normally? ’
‘ I made it all the way here, hiding and running from a monstrous being that wants to murder me. ’
‘ Don’t get all puffed up like a frog – tell me what’s threatening you. We’ll see what can be done. ’
‘ To think the likes of you walk the earth. Who spawns you freaks? ’
‘ True Evil is something you can barely imagine, even if you believe nothing can still surprise you. And sometimes True Evil seizes you by the throat and demands that you choose between it and another, slightly lesser, Evil. ’
‘ I’m looking for general truths. And I’ve found one: lesser evils exist, but we can’t choose them. ’
‘ You’re standing on a flagstone running with blood, alone and so very lonely because you can’t choose, but you had to. ’
‘ Why are you looking at me like that? Yes, I deceived you. I’ll deceive anyone if I have to, why should you be special? ’
‘ They say silence is golden. Maybe it is, although I’m not sure it’s worth that much. It has its price certainly; you have to pay for it. ’
‘I know my fate whirls about me like water in a weir. It’s hard on my heels, following my tracks, but I never look back. ’
‘ The world is changing. Something’s coming to an end. ’
‘ The world is changing, the sun sets, and the vodka is coming to an end. What else, in your opinion, is coming to an end? ’
‘ I’m not feeling sorry for myself. I’m stating the facts. ’
‘ Something is coming to an end. Whether you like it or not, something’s coming to an end. ’
‘ I don’t like you mouthing banal platitudes. I don’t like your expression when you do it. What’s happening to you? ’
‘ For someone who has lived such a short time, you show an astounding disdain for death. ’
‘An aftertaste in my mouth, dishevelled hair, sticky eyes and other morning inconveniences strongly affect my perceptive faculties. ’
‘ Don’t be embarrassed. I don’t faint at the sight of a naked (wo)man. One of my friends says if you’ve seen one, you’ve seen them all. ’
‘ You’re wont to describe it using words which I greatly dislike, lapsing into pompous sarcasm with it, something I dislike even more. ’
‘ They’re not too crazy about me here. They might insult me and throw stones - or do something worse. ’
‘ Hold me. Tighter. I’m not made of china. ’
‘ It’s almost as though you thought a scorpion were prettier than a spider, because it’s got such a lovely tail. ’
‘ What’s this all about, ____? If it’s a game, I don’t know the rules. ’
‘ How should I answer your question? Let’s try this: it’s none of your damned business. Does that satisfy you? ’
‘ Don’t reproach yourself for it – I’m not easily satisfied. Only those who are above average have managed so far. ’
‘ Don’t pull that face, it doesn’t suit either your good looks or your complexion. ’
‘ I didn’t see the scorpion amidst the flowers. I’m prepared to pay for my inattention. ’
‘ A pretty speech. Touching and pompous. Pity it’s in vain. ’
‘ I’ve promised several people here something, and I always keep my promises. Since I won’t have time to do so myself, you’ll keep those promises for me. ’
‘ Don’t act out a farce for me, don’t try to charm me with your hard and insolent masculinity. You are the only one to think you’re insolent and hard. ’
‘ You’d pay any price. You’d lick my boots. And maybe something else, too, if I unexpectedly wished to amuse myself. ’
‘ You have to pay. For your insolence, for the cold way you look at me, for the eyes which fish for every detail, for your stony face and sarcastic tone of voice. ’
‘ To put it simply, you stated that a self-respecting man shouldn’t ever call a professional harlot a whore because it’s base and repugnant, while using the word whore to describe a woman one has never knocked off or paid any money for doing so, is childish and punishable. ’
‘ I don’t like grand words. I’m greatly, shall we say, fascinated by her/him. ’
‘ I’d have expected anything but to… What made you do it, ___ ? Why… Why me?’
‘ You’ve condemned yourself. Condemned yourself to me. ’
‘ I don’t like grand words, and it’s impossible to give it a name without using grand words. ’
