A Dead Enemy Is A Joy Forever

It Is One Thing To Be Clever And Another To Be Wise.

But The Real Enemy Is The Cold. It Steals Up On You Quieter Than Will, And At First You Shiver And Your Teeth Chatter And You Stamp Your Feet And Dream Of Mulled Wine And Nice Hot Fires. It Burns, It Does. Nothing Burns Like The Cold. But Only For A While. Then It Gets Inside You And Starts To Fill You Up, And After A While You Don't Have The Strength To Fight It. It's Easier Just To Sit Down Ot Go To Sleep. They Say You Don't Feel Any Pain Toward The End. First You Go Weak And Drowsy, And Everything Starts To Fade, And Then It's Like Sinking Into A Sea Of Warm Milk. Peaceful, Like.

I Work For Two Years On A Book And It Comes Out And Two Days Later I've Got My First E-mail: When Is The Next One Coming Out?

She Was Daenerys Stormborn, The Unburnt, Khaleesi And Queen, Mother Of Dragons, Slayer Of Warlocks, Breaker Of Chains, And There Was No One In The World That She Could Trust.

We Only Make Peace With Our Enemies. That's Why It's Called Making Peace.