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101 " I have touched more men that I can count. Some with my lips, more with my axe. "
― George R.R. Martin , A Feast for Crows (A Song of Ice and Fire, #4)
102 " Words are wind, and the only good wind is that which fills our sails. "
103 " Even a priest may doubt. Even a prophet may know terror. Aeron Damphair reached within himself for his god and discovered only silence. "
104 " I need to sleep, but fear to dream. "
105 " The king is my son!” Cersei rose to her feet. “Aye,” her uncle said, “and from what I saw of Joffrey, you are as unfit a mother as you are a ruler. "
106 " Her father said there was no shame in being afraid, only in showing your fear. "All men live with fear," he said. "
107 " The night is dark and full of terrors, and so are dreams. "
108 " Death should hold no fear for a man as old as me, but it does. Isn't that silly? It is always dark where I am, so why should I fear the darkness? Yet I cannot help but wonder what will follow, when the last warmth leaves my body. "
109 " Words are wind. If you love me, do not leave me. "
110 " The sun will soon be setting, and corpses make poor company by night. These were dark and dangerous men, alive. I doubt that death will have improved them. "
111 " Perhaps we can fly. All of us. How will we ever know unless we leap from some tall tower? No man ever truly knows what he can do unless he dares to leap. "
112 " She had surrendered her virtue at six-and-ten, to a beautiful blond-haired sailor on a trading galley up from Lys. He only knew six words of the Common Tongue, but “fuck” was one of them—the very word she’d hoped to hear. "
113 " What fools we were, who thought ourselves so wise! "
114 " Ser Loras lusts for glory as real men lust for women, the least the gods can do is grant him a death worthy of a song. "
115 " Valor is a poor substitute for numbers "
116 " Your Grace," he said, when he and Cersei were alone, "I was wondering. Are you drunk, or merely stupid? "
117 " Ser Arys was pleasant company abed, but wit and he were strangers. (Arianne Martell) "
118 " Lord Rodrik was seldom seen without a book in hand, be it in the privy, on the deck of his Sea Song, or whilst holding audience. Asha had oft seen him reading on his high seat beneath the silver scythes. He would listen to each case as it was laid before him, pronounce his judgment…and read a bit whilst his captain-of-guards went to bring in the next supplicant. "
119 " I pray he found the peace in death that he never knew in life. "
120 " If? The word is when. "