I will not kneel before some barefooted commoner and beg his forgiveness
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
These bad people are what I'm good at, outtalking them, outthinking them. It's what I am, and I like it. I like it more than anything I've ever done
You can't trust anyone in King's Landing. They're all liars, good liars, bad liars, one or two great liars
