Dark Wings, Dark Words.

Don't Write Outlines; I Hate Outlines.

He Never Wanted Love, Though. You Cannot Eat Love, Nor Buy A Horse With It, Nor Warm Your Halls On A Cold Night.

One Of Your Northmen Hit Me With A Morningstar During The Battle On The Green Fork. I Escaped Him By Falling Off My Horse. (tyrion)

Fantasy Is Silver And Scarlet, Indigo And Azure, Obsidian Veined With Gold And Lapis Lazuli.

You Little Fool. Tears Are Not A Woman's Only Weapon. You've Got Another One Between Your Legs, And You'd Best Learn To Use It. You'll Find Men Use Their Swords Freely Enough. Both Kinds Of Swords.