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How I Have Yearned For The Sound Of Your Sweet Voice,” Tyrion Sighed To Her. “how I Have Yearned To Have That Eunuch’s Tongue Pulled Out With Hot Pincers,” Cersei Replied.

You Could Make A Poultice Out Of Mud To Cool A Fever. You Could Plant Seeds In Mud And Grow A Crop To Feed Your Children. Mud Would Nourish You, Where Fire Would Only Consume You, But Fools And Children And Young Girls Would Choose Fire Every Time.

The Ones Who Look The Most Suspicious Are Likely Innocent. It's The Ones Who Look Innocent I Need To Beware.

Some Allies Are More Dangerous Than Enemies.

The Truth Of It Is, Writers Do Have Peculiar Relationships With Their Characters. They Are Our Children In More Senses Than One. They Are Born Of Our Imaginations, Carry Much Of Ourselves In Them, And Embody Whatever Dreams We Dream Of Immortality.