The Best Calumnies Are Spiced With Truth.

Time Is Different For A Tree Than For A Man. Sun And Soil And Water, These Are The Things A Weirwood Understands, Not Days And Years And Centuries. For Men, Time Is A River. We Are Trapped In Its Flow, Hurtling From Past To Present, Always In The Same Direction. The Lives Of Trees Are Different. They Root And Grow And Die In One Place, And That River Does Not Move Them. The Oak Is The Acorn, The Acorn Is The Oak.

Winter Will Never Come For The Likes Of Us. Should We Die In Battle, They Will Surely Sing Of Us, And It’s Always Summer In The Songs. In The Songs All Knights Are Gallant, All Maids Are Beautiful, And The Sun Is Always Shining.

My Brother Is Undoubtedly Arrogant," Tyrion Lannister Replied. "my Father Is The Soul Of Avarice, And My Sweet Sister Cersei Lusts For Power With Every Waking Breath. I, However, Am Innocent As A Little Lamb. Shall I Bleat For You?

He Raised His Eyes. "sister. See. This Time I Knew You." Asha's Heart Skipped A Beat. "theon?" His Lips Skinned Back In What Might Have Been A Grin. Half His Teeth Were Gone, And Half Those Still Left Him Were Broken And Splintered. "theon," He Repeated. "my Name Is Theon. You Have To Know Your Name.

There’s An Old Writing Rule That Says ‘don’t Have Two Character Names Start With The Same Letter’, But I Knew At The Beginning That I Was Going To Have More Than 26 Characters, So I Was In Trouble There. Ultimately It Comes Down To What Sounds Right. And I Struggle With That, Finding The Right Name For A Character. If I Can’t Find The Right Name I Don’t Know Who The Character Is And I Can’t Proceed.