De los lugares duros nacen los hombres duros, y los hombres duros dominan el mundo.

“Tyrion looked pointedly at his right hand. “Why, I have steel in my hand, Ser A…”

“Words are wind, Brienne told herself. They cannot hurt you. Let them wash over …”

“It was hard work to rule a kingdom, much less seven of them.”

“Come at once. Help me. Save me. I need you as I have never needed you before. I…”