Kill Me, And Be Cursed. You Are

Little Redcape," He Snarled, "when Next You Bare Steel On Shagga Son Of Dolf, I Will Chop Off Your Manhood And Roast It In The Fire." "what, No Goats?" Tyrion Said, Taking A Bite Of His Cheese.

If I Die, I Die Friendless And Abandoned. What Choice Did That Leave Him, But To Live?

I'm Fond Of All My Characters So Every Time One Doesn't Make The Cut I'm A Little Disappointed Although I Understand It.

They Say Night's Beauties Fade At Dawn, And The Children Of Wine Are Oft Disowned In The Morning Light.

Men's Lives Have Meaning, Not Their Deaths.