Contempt, Thought Tyrion, The Universal Tongue.

Be Careful You Don't Cut Yourself. The Edges Are Sharp Enough To Shave With.' 'girls Don't Shave', Arya Said. 'maybe They Should. Have You Ever Seen The Septa's Legs?

Tyrion Let The Eunuch Help Him Mount. "lord Varys," He Said From The Saddle, "sometimes I Feel As Though You Are The Best Friend I Have In King's Landing And Sometimes I Feel You Are My Worst Enemy." "how Odd. I Think Quite The Same Of You.

The Gods Made The Earth For All Men T' Share. Only When The Kings Come With Their Crowns And Steel Swords, They Claimed It Was All Theirs. "my Trees," They Said, "you Can't Eat Them Apples. My Stream, You Can't Fish Here. My Wood, You're Not T' Hunt. My Earth, My Water, My Castle, My Daughter, Keep Your Hands Away Or I'll Chop 'em Off, But Maybe If You Kneel T' Me I'll Let You Have A Sniff." You Call Us Thieves, But At Least A Thief Has T' Be Brave And Clever And Quick. A Kneeler Only Has T' Kneel.

Sleep Is A Little Death, Dreams The Whisperings Of The Other, Who Would Drag Us All Into His Eternal Night.

A Bear! A Bear! All Black And Brown And Covered In Hair!