The Beauty raised her eyes, the only part of her that was truly beautiful.
Nothing. My father is very good at doing nothing. He calls it thinking.
It was astonishing to see how angry Cersei could wax over accusations she knew perfectly well to be true.
Jaime smiled knowingly. Men will read all sorts of things into a knowing smile if you let them.
In the end words are just wind.
Sorcery is the sauce fools spoon over failure to hide the flavor of their own incompetence.