Like a thornbush in a drunkard's hand is a proverb in the mouth of a fool.

箴言在愚昧人的口中，好像荆棘刺入醉汉的手。

" The message made no mention of Lord Hoster, my lady. " Ser Rodrik tugged at his whiskers. They had grown in white as snow and bristly as a thornbush while he was recovering from his wounds; he looked almost himself again.

" 夫人，信上没提到霍斯特大人。" 罗德利克爵士捻捻胡须。他养伤期间，胡子又重新色白如雪，林立如丛。现在的他，模样与从前几无二致了。