That little worm between your legs does half your thinking
I killed your High Sparrow and all his little sparrows. All his septons, all his septas, all his filthy soldiers, because it felt good to watch them burn
One day I pray you love someone, I pray you love her so much, when you close your eyes, you see her face
If it weren't for my children, I'd have thrown myself from the highest window of the Red Keep
