Most Men Would Rather Deny A Hard

His Sister Liked To Think Of Herself As Lord Tywin With Teats, But She Was Wrong. Their Father Had Been As Relentless And Implacable As A Glacier, Where Cercei Was All Wildfire, Especially When Thwarted.

His Cloak Was His Crowning Glory; Sable, Thick And Black And Soft As Sin.

I Think My Very Earliest Stories Were All Intellectual Exercises And I Was Writing From Experiences I Had Never Had About Characters Who Were About An Inch Deep.

What Is Dead May Never Die, But Rises Again, Stronger And Harder.

Even In Dreams, You Could Not Fall Forever.