“He can kill anything for need but he could not even hurt a feeling for pleasure.”
“He could beat anything, he thought, because no thing could hurt him if he did not care.”
“Small men oft feel a need to prove their courage with unseemly boasts," he declared. "I doubt if he could kill a duck."Tyrion shrugged. "Fetch the duck.”
“So you killed my father? You killed my bride?" he growled."She wasn't even your woman."Why did everyone feel the need to remind him of that?”
“You did not have to like it because you understood it. He could beat anything, he thought, because no thing could hurt him if he did not care”
“He could not feel agony. He could not feel sadness. His consciousness felt smoky, wisplike, incapable of anything but calm”