What does it matter whose fault it is? Thousands of children will die if the city burns.
I am not your ruler. I'm not the Breaker of Chains. I'm not the Unburnt. And I am certainly not the Mother of Dragons
Grand Maester Pycelle made the same joke. You must be proud to be as funny as a man whose balls brush his knees
Watching your vicious bastard die gave me more relief than 1000 lying whores