You Lie. Worse, You Lie Poorly.

You Are An Honest And Honorable Man...ofttimes I Forget That. I Have Met So Few Of Them In My Life.

I Am Only A Little Lion, Child, And I Vow, I Shall Not Savage You.

There Are No Men Like Me. There's Only Me

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.

...the Man Who Passes The Sentence Should Swing The Sword." "...a Ruler Who Hides Behind Paid Executioners Soon Forgets What Death Is.