I Know Nothing And Perhaps I Never

I Bet This Is A Brothel," She Whispered To Gendry. "you Don't Even Know What A Brothel Is." "i Do So," She Insisted. "it's Like An Inn, With Girls.

Children Are A Battle Of A Different Sort. ... A Battle Without Banners Or Warhorns But No Less Fierce.

The True Horrors Of Human History Derive Not From Orcs And Dark Lords, But From Ourselves.

You Wear Your Honor Like A Suit Of Armor... You Think It Keeps You Safe, But All It Does Is Weigh You Down And Make It Hard For You To Move.

What Are Gods For If Not To Sit In Judgment Over Men? The Many-faced God Does Not Weigh Men's Souls, However. He Gives His Gift To The Best Of Men As He Gives It To The Worst. Elsewise The Good Would Live Forever.