"Pay no attention to that man behind the curtain."


And me, that boy I was... when did he die, I wonder? (...) That boy had wanted to be Ser Arthur Dayne, but someplace along the way he had become the Smiling Knight instead.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SdiPWf4c9Q0

it's hard to stay mad when there's so much beauty in the world

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“Professor,” he cried, “it is intolerable. Are you afraid of this man?”
The Professor lifted his heavy lids, and gazed at Syme with large, wide-open, blue eyes of an almost ethereal honesty.
“Yes, I am,” he said mildly. “So are you.”
Syme was dumb for an instant. Then he rose to his feet erect, like an insulted man, and thrust the chair away from him.
“Yes,” he said in a voice indescribable, “you are right. I am afraid of him. Therefore I swear by God that I will seek out this man whom I fear until I find him, and strike him on the mouth. If heaven were his throne and the earth his footstool, I swear that I would pull him down.”
“How?” asked the staring Professor. “Why?"
“Because I am afraid of him,” said Syme; “and no man should leave in the universe anything of which he is afraid.”