Love Is The Bane Of Honor, The

A Mind Needs Books As A Sword Needs A Whetstone, If It Is To Keep Its Edge.

One Voyage To The East And A Man Could Live As Rich As A Lord Until The End Of His Days. When He'd Been Younger, Davos Had Dreamed Of Making Such Voyages Himself. But The Years Went Dancing By Like Moths Around A Flame, And Somehow The Time Had Never Been Quite Right.

Now You Know " The Crow Whispered As It Sat On His Shoulder. "now You Know Why You Must Live." "why " Bran Said Not Understanding Falling Falling. "because Winter Is Coming.

I Am Not Questioning Your Honor, I Am Denying Its Existence.

Schemes Are Like Fruit, They Require A Certain Ripening.