You've lost, Cersei. It's the only joy I can find in all this misery
Cersei stole the future from me. She killed my son. She killed my grandson. She killed my granddaughter
If you're half as bright as you think you are, you'll find a way out of here, too
I can't remember a queen who was better loved than my granddaughter. The common people loved her. The nobles loved her.