“Men are men, vows are words, and words are wind.”
“Words are wind, and the only good wind is that which fills our sails.”
“In the end words are just wind.”
“What is honor compared to a woman's love? What is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms . . . or the memory of a brother's smile? Wind and words. Wind and words. We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy.”
“Some gave me soft words and some blunt, some made excuses, some promises, some only lied. In the end words are just wind.”
“Words are wind, Brienne told herself. They cannot hurt you. Let them wash over you.”