Soon Comes The Cold, And The Night

Death Is So Terribly Final, While Life Is Full Of Possibilities.

The Letter . . . What Did Your Lords Make Of It, I Wonder?” Stannis Snorted. “celtigar Pronounced It Admirable. If I Showed Him The Contents Of My Privy, He Would Declare That Admirable As Well.

Tyrion Wondered What It Would Be Like To Have A Twin, And Decided That He Would Rather Not Know. Bad Enough To Face Himself In A Looking Glass Every Day.

The Gods Made Our Bodies As Well As Our Souls, Is It Not So? They Give Us Voices, So We Might Worship Them With Song. They Give Us Hands, So We Might Build Them Temples. And They Give Us Desire, So We Might Mate And Worship Them In That Way.

All Dwarfs Are Bastards In Their Father's Eyes