You don’t pick your family, you take what you’re given and you make the best of it.

What’s the difference? Fill a hundred pits with dead Northmen, congratulations, have a parade! Kill one man in the same uniform as you? A crime. A murder. Worse than despicable. Are we not all men? All blood and bone and dreams?

I have learned all kinds of things from my many mistakes. The one thing I never learn to stop making them.

Good steel bends, but never breaks. Good steel stays always sharp and ready. Good steel feels no pain, no pity, and above all, no remorse

A whole new thing. A forging of the humble parts of bread and cheese into a greater whole. I call it...a cheese-trap.

Hard words are for fools and cowards.

It's hard to stay calm when you're terrified, helpless, alone, at the mercy of men with no mercy at all.