The moon was a crescent$$$ thin and sharp as the blade of a knife.

Never drink with Dornishmen when the moon is full.

When your womb quickens again$$$ and you bear a living child$$$ then he will return$$$ and not before.

He has a sellsword's conscience$$$ she realized then. That is to say none at all.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend$$$ men said$$$ but the enemy of my friend is my enemy.

These are the winter's people$$$ he reminded himself. Tears froze upon your cheeks where they come from.

Sellswords put gold before honor.

Without honor$$$ a knight is no more than a common killer. It is better to die with honor than to live without it.

Dying is easy$$$ but victory comes hard.

Silver’s sweet and gold’s our mother$$$ but once you’re dead they’re worth less than that last shit you take as you lie dying.