You'll find truth in your looking glass, not on the tongues of men.

I am not questioning your honor, I am denying its existence.

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

If half an onion is black with rot, it is a rotten onion. A man is good or he is evil. (Melisandre of Asshai)

When you have known the kiss of a flaying knife, a laugh loses all its power to hurt you.

An admiral without ships, a hand without fingers, in service of a king without a throne. Is this a knight who comes before us, or the answer to a child's riddle?

Why should death make a man truthful, or even clever? The dead are likely dull fellows, full of tedious complaints - the ground's too cold, my gravestone should be larger, why does he get more worms than I do.