Give me honorable enemies rather than ambitious ones, and I'll sleep more easily by night.

A mad man sees what he sees.

Winter will never come for the likes of us. Should we die in battle, they will surely sing of us, and it’s always summer in the songs. In the songs all knights are gallant, all maids are beautiful, and the sun is always shining.

His time was past, her handmaid Irri declared. No man should live longer than his teeth.

You are grown so very great now, yet the higher a man climbs the farther he has to fall.

Can they love without a word for it?

Most men would rather deny a hard truth than face it.