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First lesson: Stick them with the pointy end.
The war is not over. And I promise you, friend, the true enemy won't wait out the storm.
You mistake me my lord. That was not an offer that was a command.
Let's end this the old way. You against me.
My father told me big men fall just as quick as little ones, if you put a sword through their hearts.
I'm not a God.
Do you intend to execute me or am I free to go?
Half the men will hate me the moment I give the order.
Touch my sister, and I'll kill you myself.
When enough people make false promises, words stop meaning anything. Then there are no more answers, only better and better lies.
There are no men like me. Only me.
Oh, the gods won't mind. They've spilled more blood than the rest of us combined.
If your Gods are real and if they are just, why is the world so full of injustice?
The things I do for love...
They didn't deserve to die like that. Nobody deserves to die like that.
There are always lessons in failures.
It's a strange thing, the first time you cut a man. You realize we're nothing but sacks of meat and blood, and some bone to keep it all standing.
Let me thank you ahead of time for guarding us all from the perils beyond the wall.
My bloody honor is beyond repair.
It's like stepping into a dream you've been dreaming for as long as you can remember and finding out that the dream is more real than your life.
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