Kind? How Boring That Would Be. I

But A Voice Inside Her Whispered, There Are No Heroes, And She Remembered What Lord Petyr Had Said To Her, Here In This Very Hall. 'life Is Not A Song, Sweetling,' He'd Told Her, 'you May Learn That One Day To Your Sorrow.' In Life, The Monsters Win, She Told Herself.

Wine Makes All Things Possible. George R. R. Martin, The Mystery Knight A Cold Wind Was Blowing From The North, And It Made The Trees Rustle Like Living Things. George R. R. Martin, A Game Of Thrones Nothing Burns Like The Cold. George R. R. Martin, A Game Of Thrones Laughter Is Poison To Fear.

Tell Robb That I'm Going To Command The Night's Watch And Keep Him Safe, So He Might As Well Take Up Needlework With The Girls And Have Mikken Melt Down His Sword For Horseshoes. - Jon Snow

The White Horse And The Black One Wheeled Like Lovers At A Harvest Dance, The Riders Throwing Steel In Place Of Kisses.

Jay Wondered How They'd Feel The Morning They All Woke Up And Realized That Somehow Camelot Had Turned Into Mordor.