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"In fact I plan to compose the Ballad of [Yennefer's] Two Tits. Please dont interfere."
- Dandelion, The Bounds of Reason

"And who are you putting make-up on for, exactly?
Myself, A woman accentuates her beauty for her own self-esteem.
...
What the devil have you got on your eyelids?
Greater self-esteem!"
- Triss and Ciri, Lambert and Ciri
Blood of Elves

"Perhaps he'll realise the only activity that's worth doing alone is wanking"
- Dandelion, Baptism of Fire

"What do you think I ought to add to the painting?"
"Draw huge, erect phalluses on the primitive hunters."
- Avallac'h and Geralt, The Tower of Swallows

"Love-making without compliments smacks of physiology and physiology is shallow. Pay me compliments."
"No one, from the Yaruga to the Buina, has such a gorgeous behind as you."
- Angoulême and her "Nunkle" Geralt of Rivia, The Lady of the Lake

"Charming world you Aen Elle have got. Could easily fall in love with the place. Tell me, how do you do it? Sit around playing flute, painting rutting unicorns in gorgeus landscapes, buildig ornately sculpted towers... And then you murder us, without baiting an eye, without a hint of guilt. How?"
"Do you humans feel guilt when you murder Aen Seidhe elves? Or dwarves? Or dryads?
We are the same... simply because we both firmly believe others are inferior"
- Geralt and Avallac'h, Witcher 3 Wild Hunt: Battle Preparations


If I add you it is always for a reason

pc
i7 6700k 4.0 GHz
MSI Radeon R9 390X 8 GB
16 GB 3000 MHz DDR4 RAM

laptop
i7 6600U 2.6 GHz
Intel HD Graphics 520
16 GB 2133 MHz DDR4 RAM

The ballad narrated about a witcher and a poetess. About that how they met by the seaside, among the cry of the gulls, about their love on the first sight. About that how beautiful and strong was their love. About that nothing, even death wouldn't be able to break it. Dandelion knew that no one would believe in that story, but he didn't worry about that. He knew that ballads are not written for people to believe in them, but to be moved by them. A few years later Dandelion could change the ballad, write about that what really happened. He didn't. The real story wouldn't move anyone. Who'd want to listen about that the witcher and the Eyelet parted ways to never see eachother again, even once? About that she died during the epidemic in Vizima four years later? About that how he, Dandelion, carried her in his arms from between the burning piles of corpses and buried her, far away from the city, in the forest, lonely and tranquil, and with her, as she asked, two things - her lute and her azure pearl. The pearl, that she never parted with. No, Dandelion let the first version of the ballad remain, but even though, he never sang it to anyone. Never.