I'm Honest. It's The World That's Awful.

Give Me A Good Sharp Knife And A Good Sharp Cheese And I’m A Happy Man.

You Little Fool. Tears Are Not A Woman's Only Weapon. You've Got Another One Between Your Legs, And You'd Best Learn To Use It. You'll Find Men Use Their Swords Freely Enough. Both Kinds Of Swords.

Words Are Wind, Brienne Told Herself. They Cannot Hurt You. Let Them Wash Over You.

Love Is Poison. A Sweet Poison, Yes, But It Will Kill You All The Same.

You Were Made To Be Kissed, Often And Well.