I’d be anonymous. That’s what I’d do differently.

I'm sorry that I never trusted you. I don't know how to do that anymore.

I have been despised by better men than you.

Love is the bane of honor, the death of duty.

Too stupid to learn and too stupid to give up.

You lie. Worse, you lie poorly.

What was it Catelyn Stark had called them, that night at Bitterbridge? The knights of summer. And now it was autumn and they were falling like leaves.