For years I pretended to love the poor, the afflicted. I had pity for them, but I never loved them. They disgusted me
You've lost, Cersei. It's the only joy I can find in all this misery
You murder your own prince, but you expect me to trust you?
Do you remember the way you smirked at me when my grandson and granddaughter were dragged off to their cells? I do. I'll never forget it