There are ghosts everywhere," Ser Jorah said softly. "We carry them with us wherever we go.

So many vows … they make you swear and swear. Defend the king. Obey the king. Keep his secrets. Do his bidding. Your life for his. But obey your father. Love your sister. Protect the innocent. Defend the weak. Respect the gods. Obey the laws. It’s too much. No matter what you do, you’re forsaking one vow or another.

The maester smiled...Hush now, child, I'm much older than you. I can....die as I please.

Men are mad and gods are madder, she told the grass, and the grass murmured its agreement.

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

Remember, whatever the price...I'll beat it! I like living! Tyrion Lannister

He pushed away from her and raised his arm, forcing his stump into her face. "A Hand without a hand? A bad jape, sister. Don't ask me to rule.