“Inside the room, a man and a woman were wrestling. They were both naked.”

“The little man gave the big one a look. One of his eyes was green, one was black, and both were cool.”

“A man can own a woman or a man can own a knife, but no man can own both. Every little girl learns that from her mother.”

“Whore!" someone cried out. A woman's voice. Women were always the cruelest where other women were concerned.”

“I confess, I do not understand what there is in her to make a clever man like you act such a fool.”“You might, if you were not a eunuch.”“Is that the way of it? A man may have wits, or a bit of meat between his legs, but not both?” Varys tittered. “Perhaps I should be grateful I was cut, then.”The Spider was right.”

“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.”

“Cersei wondered what it would feel like to kiss another woman. Not lightly on the cheek, as was common courtesy amongst ladies of high birth, but full upon the lips. Taena's lips were very full. She wondered what it would feel like to suckle on those breasts, to lay the Myrish woman on her back and push her legs apart and use her as a man would use her.”