There Are Worse Ways To Die Than

I Am Not Going To Get Into It Myself, Except To Say (1) If I Am Writing "boy Fiction," Who Are All Those Boys With Breasts Who Keep Turning Up By The Hundreds At My Signings And Readings? And (2) Thank You, Geek Girls! I Love You All.

The Iron Throne Is Mine By Rights. All Those Who Deny That Are My Foes." "the Whole Of The Realm Denies It, Brother," Said Renley. "old Men Deny It With Their Death Rattle, And Unborn Children Deny It In Their Mothers' Wombs. They Deny It In Dorne And They Deny It On The Wall. No One Wants You For Their King. Sorry.

Robb: Uncle Benjen Said To Send You To The Stables If I Saw You. Jon: I Have One More Farewell To Make. Robb: Then I Haven't Seen You.

How Much Can A Crown Be Worth, When A Crow Can Dine Upon A King?

I Was Always Intensely Romantic, Even When I Was Too Young To Understand What That Meant.