If I look back I am lost.
All my life men like you've sneered at me, and all my life I've been knocking men like you into the dust.
There's no shame in fear, my father told me, what matters is how we face it.
I'm honest. It's the world that's awful.
When a man was hurt you took him to the maester, but what could you do when your maester was hurt?
Some doors are best left closed.