Best 16 quotes of David Gaider on MyQuotes

And the person who says that the only way to please them is to restrict options for others is, if you ask me, the one who deserves it least. And that’s my opinion, expressed as politely as possible.

It wouldn't be a Dragon Age game without ugly mage hats.

Perhaps this was what Queens did. Perhaps they held their Kings in the darkness, deep within their castles and allowed them that moment of weakness they could never show to anyone else. Perhaps they gave strength to their Kings, because everyone else only took it from them.

Privilege is when you think that something's not a problem because it's not a problem for you personally.

The most important thing for me when I wrote [Origins] was that at the end even if Morrigan loved the player, she had this thing that she believed in, that was so important that she would do it regardless of the player. And I think that a lot of players expected that she would bend herself to do whatever they wanted because they've done the romance, gotten her approval up, and of course she would just sort of follow their destiny. But Morrigan has her own destiny.

Being Tranquil didn't sound so bad to him. He'd been terrified of being swallowed up by the darkness for so long it seemed like it would be a relief to get it over with. You were only scared of becoming nothing until you were nothing. Just like dying

I can see you... and I remember who you are. Why is that? Has something changed? You've changed. You can see me and remember me because you want to die.

I fall off horses," he explained to Loghain with a sickly grin. "It's this thing I do.

Loghain shook his head in disbelief. "Maker's breath, man, aren't you suppose to have some dignity? Somewhere?" "Me? Dignity?" "Being the supposed future King and such." "I think Rowan took my dignity." She snorted derisively, folding her arms. "There was nothing else worth having.

Nicolas walked toward him. Ignoring the presence of the others nearby, he took Julien's chin in his hand and kissed him tenderly on the lips. Julien seemed chagrined at first, and then accepted the gesture. It was sweet, and had the air of a couple that had been together for a great long time. Maric glanced away, embarrased by the intimacy, not to mention the fact that he hadn't quite realized the nature of the two warriors' relationship ealier. Not just comrades, then, and far more than close friend. The older Grey Wardens seemed unsurprised.

-Nie jestem aż tak dobrym człowiekiem. Fiona prychnęła pogardliwie. -Tylko dobry człowiek mógłby to powiedzieć

That's the claim. The Arl and the Prince, both killed at West Hill." she glanced at Maric, crooking one corner of her mouth in grim amusement. "Apparently your body was not distinguishable from those of regular Fereldan men and thus couldn't be found, according to the usurper." "Well that's just rude.

Wasn’t it odd how children could be so fascinated by magic? It took them time and the lessons of the Chantry to learn real fear.

We all go through our entire lives not knowing. Wondering. Trying. Untile we sleep.

Well, it’s no wonder you nearly managed to freeze to death the way you spend all your energy moving your mouth.

You are the light of my life and I believe in you.