The brightest flame casts the darkest shadow.
Words are wind, Brienne told herself. They cannot hurt you. Let them wash over you.
There are things to be learned even from the dead.
A good act does not wash out the bad, nor a bad act the good. Each should have its own reward.
The heart lies and the head plays tricks with us, but the eyes see true.
It was astonishing to see how angry Cersei could wax over accusations she knew perfectly well to be true.