I crossed a thousand leagues to come to you, and lost the best part of me along the way. Don't tell me to leave.

How can you still count yourself a knight, when you have forsaken every vow you ever swore?" Jaime reached for the flagon to refill his cup. "So many vows...they make you swear and swear. Defend the king. Obey the king. Keep his secrets. Do his bidding. Your life for his. But obey your father. Love your sister. Protect the innocent. Defend the weak. Respect the gods. Obey the laws. It's too much. No matter what you do, you're forsaking one vow or the other.

Noseless and Handless, the Lannister Boys.

You ought to be blowing me kisses, wench.

Most have been forgotten. Most deserve to be forgotten. The heroes will always be remembered. The best. The best and the worst. And a few who were a bit of both.

Why would the stars want to look down on such as me?

That's one way we differ, Jaime and I. He's taller as well, you may have noticed.

Jaime gave her [Brienne] a hard smile. "See, wench? We know each other too well.

I am alive, and drunk on sunlight.