“What fools we were, who thought ourselves so wise!”

“Now here is a riddle,” Melisandre said. “A clever fool and a foolish wise man.”

“I remembered that, so I allowed myself to hope... perhaps I wanted to... we all deceive ourselves, when we want to believe.”

“The greatest fools are ofttimes more clever than the men who laugh at them.”

“Who are you?We we're king's men when we began, the man told her, but king's men must have a king, and we have none. We were brothers too, but now our brotherhood is broken. I do not know who we are, if truth be told, nor where we might be going. I only know the road is dark. The fires have not shown me what lies at its end.”

“It's a fool boy who mocks a giant, and a mad world when a cripple has to defend him.”

“This is an evil dream, she thought. But if she were dreaming, why did it hurt so much?She tried to ask the shadows, but they did not answer. Perhaps they did not hear her. Perhaps they were not real.”