" He rode through the streets of the city, down from his hill on high, O’er the wynds and the steps and the cobbles, he rode to a woman’s sigh. For she was his secret treasure, she was his shame and his bliss. And a chain and a keep are nothing, compared to a woman’s kiss. "

― George R.R. Martin , A Storm of Swords 2: Blood and Gold (A Song of Ice and Fire, #3, Part 2 of 2)