Perhaps I cannot make my people good, she told herself, but I should at least try to make them a little less bad.

If you would wed, wed. If not, take your pleasure where you find it. There's little enough of it in this world." - Oberyn

So be it. I'll wear my iron and hold my tongue. A man who won't listen can't hear.

"You look different now. Like a proper little girl," (said Gendry.) "I look like an oak tree, with all these stupid acorns," (said Arya.) "Nice, though. A nice oak tree. [...] You even smell nice for a change."

The man who passes the sentence should swing the sword. If you would take a man's life, you owe it to him to look into his eyes and hear his final words. And if you cannot bear to do that, then perhaps the man does not deserve to die.

Ser Jaime?" Even in soiled pink satin and torn lace, Brienne looked more like a man in a gown than a proper woman."I am grateful, but...you were well away. Why come back?" A dozen quips came to mind, each crueler than the one before, but Jaime only shrugged. "I dreamed of you," he said.

He wished he could relieve himself of his doubts and guilts half as easily.