...even the smallest of the starlings' concerns grew in importance until it seemed equal to the worries of kings.

It s funny to see a hatchling like you beaten by the old one.

I built two forges when I was in my teens. I was just really, really into metalworking and making stuff.

He who stands like a pilar dies in battle. He who bends like a reed is triumphant!

For my love, I will wade through an ocean of blood, even if it destroys me

I am the victor. In the end nothing else matters.

I am not who I was,' he whispered, gripping the edges of the column, 'but I know who I am.'... 'And I won't give up.