Once You’ve Accepted Your Flaws, No One

His Cloak Was His Crowning Glory; Sable, Thick And Black And Soft As Sin.

An Artist Has An Obligation To Tell The Truth. [...] That The True Horrors Of Human History Derive Not From Orcs And Dark Lords, But From Ourselves. We Are The Monsters. (and The Heroes Too). Each Of Us Has Within Himself The Capacity For Great Good, And Great Evil.

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.

Why Is It Always The Innocents Who Suffer Most, When You High Lords Play Your Game Of Thrones?

The More People You Love, The Weaker You Are.