His Snores Sounded Like Ducks Mating.

We're All Just Songs In The End. If We Are Lucky.

I Am Not Questioning Your Honor, I Am Denying Its Existence.

What Is Dead May Never Die, But Rises Again, Stronger And Harder.

She Remembered The Godswood, Drooping Branches Heavy With Moisture, And The Sound Of Her Brother’s Laughter As He Chased Her Through Piles Of Damp Leaves.

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.