My armies will not stand down. I will not pull them back to the capital. I will march them north to fight alongside you in the Great War
I want you to know what it's like to love someone, to truly love someone, before I take her from you
We're the last Lannisters, the last ones that count
This is what ruling is, lying on a bed of weeds, ripping them out by the root, one by one, before they strangle you in your sleep