" All those years tend to have a weathering effect on a mortal soul, scouring it down like the wind and the rain on exposed rock until it become smooth, featureless. Except you, my liege. With you, the passage of time only makes you more interesting, uglier too. But that’s the price you pay for a noteworthy life, eh? "

― Anthony Ryan , City of Songs (The Seven Swords #3)