Once you’ve accepted your flaws, no one can use them against you.

The best calumnies are spiced with truth.

I have an instinctual distrust of conventional happy endings.

No one will be alive by the last book. In fact, they all die in the fifth. The sixth book will be just a thousand-page description of snow blowing across the graves.

A lord must learn that sometimes words can accomplish what swords cannot.

"Come at once," she had written to him. "Help me. Save me. I need you now as I have never needed you before. I love you. I love you. I love you. Come at once"

First rule, stick them with the pointy end!