Eat Your Heart Out, Rowling. Maybe You

I've Lost A Hand, A Father, A Son, A Sister, And A Lover, And Soon Enough I Will Lose A Brother. And Yet They Keep Telling Me House Lannister Won This War.

What Is Honor Compared To A Woman's Love? What Is Duty Against The Feel Of A Newborn Son In Your Arms . . . Or The Memory Of A Brother's Smile? Wind And Words. Wind And Words. We Are Only Human, And The Gods Have Fashioned Us For Love. That Is Our Great Glory, And Our Great Tragedy.

As Much As I Love Historical Fiction, My Problem With Historical Fiction Is That You Always Know What's Going To Happen.

I Heard Of A Man Who Had A Razor Made Of Valyrian Steel. He Cut His Head Off Trying To Shave.

They Will Not Love Me, You Say? When Have They Ever Loved Me? How Can I Lose Something I Have Never Owned? - Stannis