“ A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies, said Jojen. The man who never reads lives only one. ”
The things we love destroy us every time, lad. Remember that.
~ George R.r. Martin
I crossed a thousand leagues to come to you, and lost the best part of me along the way. Don't tell me to leave.
I take no joy in mead nor meat, and song and laughter have become suspicious strangers to me. I am a creature of grief and dust and bitter longings. There is an empty place within me where my heart was once.
How can you still count yourself a knight, when you have forsaken every vow you ever swore? Jaime reached for the flagon to refill his cup. So many vows...they make you swear and swear. Defend the king. Obey the king. Keep his secrets. Do his bidding. Your life for his. But obey your father. Love your sister. Protect the innocent. Defend the weak. Respect the gods. Obey the laws. It's too much. No matter what you do, you're forsaking one vow or the other.