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

“If sinners speak, why should the righteous listen?”

“May I leave you with a bit of a riddle, Lord Tyrion?” He did not wait for an an…”

“Half of them loved her like a daughter, and other half wanted to spread her leg…”

“You will need to be brave and strong . . . and patient, patient above all.”