“If there is nothing else there is this: to be inundated, consumed.”
“How else could it be with such consuming hair?”
“Fire consumes.' Lord Beric stood behind them, and there was something in his voice that silenced Thoros at once. 'It consumes, and when it is done there is nothing left. Nothing.”
“You don't understand,' she said, and there was a puzzling trace of resentment in her voice. 'Children never do. The love a parent has for a child, there's nothing else like it. No other love so consuming.”
“Nothing so consumes a person as meaningless exertion”
“She sucked a breath and held it as something consumed her. Something else entirely.”