Bad dreams never come true. The both of them had been so young, that had sounded almost wise.

“Give me a good sharp knife and a good sharp cheese and I’m a happy man.”

“Those are brave men... lets go kill them”

“Words are like arrows, Arianne. Once loosed, you cannot call them back.”

“Ser Arys was pleasant company abed, but wit and he were strangers. (Arianne Mar…”