“Now, sorry about that kill-on-sight business.”
“You're late.""Sorry. I was busy talking about my feelings and killing people.”
“I’m busy, you’re busy, everybody’s busy. I’ve got a lot I want to say to you, though.” “All right,” Pia told her. “Hit me with it.” “First, I’m so sorry about what my uncle Urien did to you guys. I hate him, he killed my family, and we’re going to cut off his head, and then I have to be Queen, but before that happens let’s do lunch, okay?”
“How about this?" I said, because now it was the principle of the thing. "I'm sorry, jackass.”
“Sorry about the blood in your mouth. I wish it was mine.I couldn't get the boy to kill me, but I wore his jacket for the longest time.”
“There aren’t enough people who care about the future. They are too busy worrying about today and what they can grab now”