Don’t call me Lord Snow.” The dwarf lifted an eyebrow. “Would you rather be called the Imp? Let them see that their words can cut you and you’ll never be free of the mockery. If they want to give you a name take it make it your own. Then they can’t hurt you with it anymore.

I don't want to be a queen. I want to be the queen.

It was astonishing to see how angry Cersei could wax over accusations she knew perfectly well to be true.

Perhaps that is the secret. It is not what we do, so much as why we do it.

Only lies offend me, never honest counsel.

Even in dreams, you could not fall forever.

If? The word is when.