— You are no knight.
— You have forsaken every vow you ever took. So many vows. They make you swear and swear. Defend the king, obey the king, obey your father, protect the innocent, defend the weak. But what if your father despises the king? What if the king massacres the innocent? It's too much. No matter what you do, you're forsaking one vow or another.
Look around you. We're all liars here. And every one of us is better than you.
The more people you love the weaker you are.
— Most men like what they see.
— I'm not like most men.
— That's what most men say.
— Three victories don't make you a conqueror.
— It's better than three defeats.
— They say he can't be killed.
— And do you believe them?
— No, My lord. Anyone can be killed.
— How'd you know he was a knight?
— Well, it was 'cause he'd got armor on.
— You don't have to be a knight to have armor. Any idiot can buy armor.
— How do you know?
— 'Cause I sold armor.
— Do you think I'm an idiot?
— No, I'd say you possess above-average intelligence.
He once told me that being a lord is like being a father, except you have thousands of children and you worry about all of them. The farmers plowing the fields are yours to protect. The charwomen scrubbing the floors, yours to protect. The soldiers you order into battle. He told me he woke with fear in the morning and went to bed with fear in the night. I didn't believe him. I asked him, "How can a man be brave if he's afraid?" "That is the only time a man can be brave," he told me.