“If the poor rabbits knew I was selling their dead bodies for wine, they would be heartbroken.”
“I knew a brother drowned himself in wine once. It was a poor vintage, though, and his corpse did not improve it.""You drank the wine?""It's an awful thing to find a brother dead. You'd have need of a drink as well, Lord Snow.”
“He knew that Hop-Frog was not fond of wine; for it excited the poor cripple almost to madness; and madness is no comfortable feeling.”
“There are worse ways to die than warm and drunk. I knew a brother drowned himself in wine once. It was a poor vintage, though, and his corpse did not improve it.”
“I knew that I would know more dead people. The bodies pile up. Could there be a space in my memory for each of them, or would I forget a little of Alaska every day for the rest of my life?”
“The rich want good wine, the poor, plenty of wine.”