Nothing Burns Like The Cold.

What Would A Frey Know Of Honor? - Sir Davos Seaworth

Fear Cuts Deeper Than Swords.

His Snores Sounded Like Ducks Mating.

The Distinction Between Literary And Genre Fiction Is Stupid And Pernicious. It Dates Back To A Feud Between Robert Louis Stevenson And Henry James. James Won, And It Split Literature Into Two Streams. But It's A Totally False Dichotomy.

The Lord Of Light In His Wisdom Made Us Male And Female, Two Parts Of A Greater Whole. In Our Joining There Is Power. Power To Make Life. Power To Make Light. Power To Cast Shadows.