“I raised that kid like I was running an egg-and-spoon race through a minefield, and he was the egg.”
“I said you LOOKED like an egg, Sir. And some eggs are very pretty, you know.”
“Aemon’s blind white eyes came open. “Egg?” he said, as the rain streamed down his cheeks. “Egg, I dreamed that I was old.”
“Maddie took the top of her egg off. The hot bright yolk was like summer sun breaking through cloud. The first daffodil in the snow. A gold sovereign wrapped in a white silk handkerchief. She dipped her spoon in it and licked it.”
“I DON'T EVEN FUCKING LIKE GREEN EGGS!”
“I like my relationships like I like my eggs. Over easy.”