Only the Best Solas Quotes
There are sooo many. Here are some of my faves. Some are deep as hell, some are pure salt & sass, some are as smooth as his shiny bald head.
No real god need prove himself. Anyone who tries is mad or lying.
I enjoy the frilly cakes!
We were all young once. Makes me giggle every time.
I am grim and fatalistic. Getting you into bed is merely an enjoyable side benefit.
I lay in dark and dreaming sleep while countless wars and ages passed. I woke still weak a year before I joined you.
The Inquisitor turns her hawk-like gaze to me, penetrating deep into my most secret desires. Only… Not. I care deeply for many things beyond the Fade. Just not you.
The healer has the bloodiest hands.
It’s comforting that whatever qualities I lack, you’ll invent for me, Varric.
I volunteered to help, Inquisitor. Rattle the bars if you like, but I chose to enter this cage.
Ah - because I am an apostate. I might flee before the Inquisition throws me in chains?
Ass.
We must mark the occasion of the Dalish remembering something correctly. Perhaps we should plant a tree.
Or pomposity…
Most people do [forget Fen’Harel]
I will try, in my own fumbling way, to try and learn from how you helped to seal the rift at Haven. Ah, wait. My memory misleads me. You were not there.
How small the pain of one man seems when weighed against the endless depths of memory, of feeling, of existence. That ocean carries everyone. And those of us who learn to see its currents move through life with fewer ripples.
Please speak up - I cannot hear you over your outfit.
Provided it tied you down first, one assumes.
And of course: ALL OF THE ENJOYABLE SIDE BENEFITS FLIRTS.
If I missed any good ones, add your own!
Shut. Up.
You should have seen me when I was younger. Hot-blooded and cocky, always ready to fight.
People can be trying, mankind most of all.
How small the pain of one man seems when weighed against the endless depths of memory, of feeling, of existence. That ocean carries everyone. And those of us who learn to see its currents move through life with their fewer ripples.
I believe the elven gods existed, as did the old gods of Tevinter. But I do not think any of them were gods, unless you expand the definition of the word to the point of absurdity. I appreciate the idea of your Maker, a god that does not need to prove his power. I wish more such gods felt the same.
The mind does marvelous things to protect itself.
A few more:
“Iron Bull, how do your people put on shirts?”
“Too few invested with authority possess the courage to alter their course.”
“Ah, yes. Winchiness. A point I had not considered.”
“Now, as a petulant child, he will destroy the game board rather than admit defeat. Be ready for anything. He still believes himself a god, and gods do not fall gracefully.”
“You would think such understanding would stop me from making such terrible mistakes. You would be wrong.”
(During Wicked Eyes and Wicked Hearts) “I do adore the heady blend of power, intrigue, danger, and sex that permeates these events.”
And “Hunt well!”
(In the Hissing Wastes) “Well. It doesn’t want for sand.”
(Fallow Mire, I think) “We will want to launder our clothes later. Or burn them.”
“Nor will you, until you’ve seen ignorance snatch away all that you love.”
“We have both seen terrible things. We have watched death and destruction render that which we love unrecognizable.”
“Thank you. I’ve been on my own for so long. It’s difficult to get used to having the support of others.”
“The Alamarri crossed the Frostback Mountains to escape a beast they called The Shadow Goddess in their stories. I met the spirit that they fled. She walks the Fade along the Southern Tundra, weeping, lonely, and forgotten. Great Ferelden formed because a lonely spirit drove her prey away.”
“A solid form is both shackle and strength. It affects more than you imagine.”
“Fenedhis lasa.”
“What color is the sky, Sera?”
“Survive the first thirty heartbeats, and you’ll have already won.”
