I Can Be Humbler Than Anyone.

I Wonder What The High Septon Would Have To Say About The Sanctity Of Oaths Sworn While Dead Drunk, Chained To A Wall, With A Sword Pressed To Your Chest?

Swift As A Deer. Quiet As A Shadow. Fear Cuts Deeper Than Swords. Quick As A Snake. Calm As Still Water.

Why Is It Always The Innocents Who Suffer Most, When You High Lords Play Your Game Of Thrones?

We Look At Mountains And Call Them Eternal, And They Seem... But In The Course Of Time, Mountains Rise And Fall, Rivers Change Their Courses, Starts Fall From The Sky, And Great Cities Sink Beneath The Sea. Even Gods Die, We Think. Everything Changes.

The Man Who Fears Losing Has Already Lost.