Kill Me, And Be Cursed.

Laughter Is Poison To Fear.

Lords Are Gold And Knights Steel, But Two Links Can't Make A Chain. You Also Need Silver And Iron And Lead, Tin And Copper And Bronze And All The Rest, And Those Are Farmers And Smiths And Merchants And The Like. A Chain Needs All Sorts Of Metals, And A Land Needs All Sorts Of People.

I Thank You For Calling Them Off, Young Ser. I Promise You, They Would Have Found Me Indigestible.

In King’s Landing, There Are Two Sorts Of People. The Players And The Pieces… Every Man’s A Piece To Start With, And Every Maid As Well. Even Some Who Think They Are Players." Petyr Baelish

It's A Fool Boy Who Mocks A Giant, And A Mad World When A Cripple Has To Defend Him.