Love Is The Bane Of Honor, The

Some Battles Are Won With Swords And Spears, Others With Quills And Ravens.

All Fiction, If It's Successful, Is Going To Appeal To The Emotions. Emotion Is Really What Fiction Is All About. That's Not To Say Fiction Can't Be Thoughtful, Or Present Some Interesting Or Provocative Ideas To Make Us Think. But If You Want To Present An Intellectual Argument, Nonfiction Is A Better Tool. You Can Drive A Nail With A Shoe But A Hammer Is A Better Tool For That. But Fiction Is About Emotional Resonance, About Making Us Feel Things On A Primal And Visceral Level.

In My Dreams, I Kill Him Every Night,' Robert Admitted. 'a Thousand Deaths Will Still Be Less Than He Deserves'.

Dragons Old And Young, True And False, Bright And Dark. And You. A Small Man With A Big Shadow, Snarling In The Midst Of All.

Perhaps I Will Die Too, She Told Herself, And The Thought Did Not Seem So Terrible To Her. If She Flung Herself From The Window, She Could Put An End To Her Suffering, And In The Years To Come The Singers Would Write Songs Of Her Grief. Her Body Would Lie On The Stones Below, Broken And Innocent, Shaming All Those Who Had Betrayed Her. Sansa Went So Far As To Cross The Bedchamber And Throw Open The Shutters ... But Then Her Courage Left Her, And She Ran Back To Her Bed, Sobbing.