Kind? How boring that would be. I aspire to be wicked.

One voyage to the East and a man could live as rich as a lord until the end of his days. When he'd been younger, Davos had dreamed of making such voyages himself. But the years went dancing by like moths around a flame, and somehow the time had never been quite right.

Old stories are like old friends, she used to say. You have to visit them from time to time.

I like dogs better than knights. A hound will die for you, but never lie to you. And he'll look you straight in the face. He cupped her under the jaw, raising her chin, his fingers pinchingher painfully. And that's more than little birds can do, isn't it? I never got my song.

Perhaps that is the secret. It is not what we do, so much as why we do it.

Death is so terribly final, while life is full of possibilities.

Choosing... it has always hurt. And always will. I know.