The Tower of Swallows (The Witcher #4)

by Andrzej Sapkowski

“The phallic cult was typical for primitive civilisations. It could also serve as the birth of a theory that the human race is yielding to physical degeneration. Its forebears had phalluses like clubs, but their descendants were left with ridiculous, vestigial little pricks… Thank you, Witcher.”

“Anyone,” Avallac’h wiped his hands on a rag, “can foretell the future. And everyone does it, for it is simple. It is no great art to foretell it. The art is in foretelling it accurately.”

The lovers are together. Nothing was able to separate them. Neither death, nor oblivion… Nor hatred.”