Geralt: Use your knowledge of magic to train the girl. You're the only person who's helped her control her powers.
Yennefer: As if I'd trust anyone else with her.
Geralt: Villentretenmerth told us we were made for each other. Destined for each other. And that nothing would come of it because destiny alone isn't sufficient. Something more is needed. She is something more.
Jaskier: It's my job to put myself in other people's shoes. Even if they are, in your case, large, clunky, and, I don't know, probably full of snakes or something. I'm scared too. I'm scared that one day, the muses will stop speaking to me. Because who are we... When we can no longer do the one thing we were put on this Continent to do?
Yennefer: We find a new purpose. A better one. Hopefully.
Jaskier: Hmm. Chaos could never be done with the likes of you, Yennefer of Vengerberg. Of that much, I am certain.
Yennefer: We can't give up. You... You saved me. I won't ever forget that.
Tissaia: It's your turn... to save these people, this Continent. This... is your legacy.
Yennefer: How? I can't!
Tissaia: You can! Everything you have ever felt, everything you've buried... Mm... Forget the bottle. Let your chaos explode.
Yennefer (talking to a dead baby): Let's face it, you're a girl. Your mother was right about one thing. We're just vessels. And even when we're told we're special, as I was, as you would've been, we're still just vessels... for them to take... and take... until we're empty... and alone. So, count yourself lucky. You've cheated the game and won without even knowing it. Sleep well.