A man with nothing that he loves… is a man who cannot be bargained. A man that cannot be betrayed. A man who answers to no one… but himself.
The man(Ned Stark) was a traitor, he tried to buy my loyalty! The fool…he had no idea you were already bought! Are you drunk?! I’ll not have my honour questioned by an imp! I’m not questioning your honour, Lord Janos…I’m denying its existence!
I’m the revealer of masks. When I appear, friend becomes foe. And the one that you love becomes the one that you hate. What am I?[Betrayal.]
It’s surprising how quickly betrayal becomes a viable option, given the right circumstances.
I can sneak up on you or be right in front of you without you even knowing. But when I reveal myself, you will never be the same. What am I?[Betrayal.]
Forgiveness is too great and difficult for one person. It requires two: the betrayer and the betrayed.
When you are what I am, you don’t feel things the way normal humans do. An emotion is like a flavor in my mouth. I can taste it. Joy tastes like strawberries. Hate is like ice chips in a martini. And love is… rosewater. I enjoy them all except for one. Betrayal. That has the taste of the char on a piece of burnt meat.
Sometimes betrayal come from the ones we expect the least.
Betrayal doesn’t depend on how or how much you love someone. It depends on the magnitude of the dilemma before you.[La traición no depende de cuánto amas a alguien y de cómo. Depende de la magnitud del dilema que te pongan delante.]
What do you do when someone has betrayed you? Normally I’d go straight to punishment, fire, brimstone, public humiliation via YouTube.[to Linda]
I’m sorry, I don’t remember ordering a traitor with a side of betrayal.[seeing Gold]
I’m not a traitor to my class. I am just an extreme example of what a working man can achieve.
