Sweet Smells Are Sometimes Used To Cover

Any Act Can Be A Prayer, If Done As Well As We Are Able.

I Try To Make The Readers Feel They've Lived The Events Of The Book. Just As You Grieve If A Friend Is Killed, You Should Grieve If A Fictional Character Is Killed. You Should Care. If Somebody Dies And You Just Go Get More Popcorn, It's A Superficial Experience Isn't It?

There Is No Shame In Loving. If Your Septons Say There Is, Your Seven Gods Must Be Demons. In The Isles We Know Better. Our Gods Gave Us Legs To Run With, Noses To Smell With, Hands To Touch And Feel. What Mad Cruel God Would Give A Man Eyes And Tell Him He Must Forever Keep Them Shut, And Never Look At All The Beauty In The World? Only A Monster God, A Demon Of The Darkness.

My Brother Is Undoubtedly Arrogant," Tyrion Lannister Replied. "my Father Is The Soul Of Avarice, And My Sweet Sister Cersei Lusts For Power With Every Waking Breath. I, However, Am Innocent As A Little Lamb. Shall I Bleat For You?

And Who Are You, The Proud Lord Said That I Must Bow So Low? Only A Cat Of A Different Coat, That's All The Truth I Know. In A Coat Of Gold Or A Coat Of Red, A Lion Still Has Claws. And, Mine Are As Long And Sharp, My Lord As Long And Sharp As Yours. And So He Spoke, And So He Spoke, That Lord Of Castamere, But Now The Rains Weep O'er His Hall, With No One There To Hear. Yes, Now The Rains Weep O'er His Hall, And Not A Soul To Hear.