The maester smiled. . . Hush now, child, I'm much older than you. I can. . . . die as I please.
All the world knew that a maester forged his silver link when he learned the art of healing—but the world preferred to forget that men who knew how to heal also knew how to kill.
When a man was hurt you took him to the maester, but what could you do when your maester was hurt?
Ser Barristan loves his honor, Grand Maester Pycelle loves his office, and Littlefinger loves Littlefinger.
There are too many steps in this castle, and it seems to me they add a few every night, just to vex me" - Maester Cressen
