A Mind Needs Books As A Sword

If You Would Wed, Wed. If Not, Take Your Pleasure Where You Find It. There's Little Enough Of It In This World." - Oberyn

If You Die Before You Say Her Name, Ser, I Will Hunt You Through All Seven Hells.

I Would Choose Freedom Over Comfort Every Time.

You Could Make A Poultice Out Of Mud To Cool A Fever. You Could Plant Seeds In Mud And Grow A Crop To Feed Your Children. Mud Would Nourish You, Where Fire Would Only Consume You, But Fools And Children And Young Girls Would Choose Fire Every Time.

What The King Dreams, The Hand Builds.