Queer that she should feel nothing now, nothing except a weariness that shackled her limbs with heavy iron chains and a hunger that made her knees tremble.
Which is why, in the spring of 1970, I didn't feel in much of a hurry to see the newly installed paintings, a monument to another fallen American abstract painter, it smacked too much of reverence.
" He was an old done man, Your Grace" . Qyburn smiled at Pycelle. " His passing should not have surprised us. No man can ask for more than to die peacefully in his sleep, full of years" .