Baptism of Fire (The Witcher, #5)

by Andrzej Sapkowski

‘Shit and cabbage always go hand in hand,’ Percival Schuttenbach said pithily. ‘One drives the other. It’s perpetuum mobile.’

Nice

‘He only looks stupid,’ Dandelion confirmed. ‘But I do keep hoping he’ll finally decide to strain his grey matter. Perhaps he’ll come to some useful conclusions. Perhaps he’ll realise the only activity that’s worth doing alone is wanking.’

Life, it turns out, isn’t poetry! And do you know why? Because it’s so resistant to criticism!’

Twenty years in the service of poetry, long enough to know there are things you either understand at once, even without words; or you’ll never understand them.’