I Am Surrounded By Flatterers And Fools.

Lord Snow Wants To Take My Place Now.' He Sneered. 'i'd Have An Easier Time Teaching A Wolf To Juggle Than You Will Training This Aurochs.' 'i'll Take That Wager, Ser Alliser', Jon Said. 'i'd Love To See Ghost Juggle.

And For The First Time In Hundreds Of Years, The Night Came Alive With The Music Of Dragons.

In Order To Get Inside Their Skin, I Have To Identify With Them. That Includes Even The Ones Who Are Complete Bastards, Nasty, Twisted, Deeply Flawed Human Beings With Serious Psychological Problems. Even Them. When I Get Inside Their Skin And Look Out Through Their Eyes, I Have To Feel A Certain - If Not Sympathy, Certainly Empathy For Them. I Have To Try To Perceive The World As They Do, And That Creates A Certain Amount Of Affection.

I Wrote Six Pilots, None Of Which Ever Got Picked Up. When You Stop Trying, It Then It Falls In Your Lap.

An Admiral Without Ships, A Hand Without Fingers, In Service Of A King Without A Throne. Is This A Knight Who Comes Before Us, Or The Answer To A Child's Riddle?