“Justice.' Thoros smiled wanly. 'I remember justice. It had a pleasant taste. Justice was what we were about hone Beria led us, or so we told ourselves. We were king's men, knights, and heroes...but some knights are dark and full of terror, my lady. War makes monsters of us all.' 'Are you saying you are monsters?' 'I am saying we are human. You are not the only one with wounds, Lady Brienne. Some of my brothers were good men when this began. Some were...less good, shall we say? Though there are those who say it does not matter how a man begins, but only how it ends. I suppose it is the same for women.”
Book:A Feast for Crows