There Are No Happy Endings.

‎[melisandre] "his Grace Is Growing Fond Of You." [jon] "i Can Tell. He Only Threatened To Behead Me Twice." Page 58

A Man Who Hates Music Can’t Be Trusted, I Always Say.

Love Is Poison. A Sweet Poison, Yes, But It Will Kill You All The Same.

"come At Once," She Had Written To Him. "help Me. Save Me. I Need You Now As I Have Never Needed You Before. I Love You. I Love You. I Love You. Come At Once"

Fiction Is Lies; We're Writing About People Who Never Existed And Events That Never Happened When We Write Fiction, Whether Its Science Fiction Or Fantasy Or Western Mystery Stories Or So-called Literary Stories. All Those Things Are Essentially Untrue. But It Has To Have A Truth At The Core Of It.