I choose my friends for their good looks, my acquaintances for their good characters, and my enemies for their good intellects. A man cannot be too careful in the choice of his enemies. I have not got one who is a fool. They are all men of some intellectual power, and consequently they all appreciate me. Is that very vain of me? I think it is rather vain.
Normally the weak person’s weakness is the strong person, but the strong person’s weakness is also the weak person.
— Ser Rodrik, it grieves me that we meet as foes.
— It grieves me you've less honor than a back alley whore.