Soon Comes The Cold, And The Night

Power Is A Trick. It Lies Where We Believe It Lies.

Sam Loved To Listen To Music And Make His Own Songs, To Wear Soft Velvets, To Play In The Castle Kitchen Beside The Cooks, Drinking In The Rich Smells As He Snitched Lemon Cakes And Blueberry Tarts. His Passions Were Books And Kittens And Dancing, Clumsy As He Was.

A Sweet Face Oft Hides A Sinner's Heart.

There Are A Lot Of People Out There Who Will Write Books, In Which Everything Turns Out Nicely And The Bad Guys Lose, The Good Guys Win, The Boy Gets The Girl And They Live Happily Ever After. There's A Million Books Like That And If That's The Comfort You're Looking For, You Should Read Those Books And Not My Books Because That's Not The Kind Of Book That I Am Interested In.

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.