The Man Who Never Reads Lives Only

Folly And Desperation Are Ofttimes Hard To Tell Apart.

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.

In This World, Only Winter Is Certain

You Wear Your Honor Like A Suit Of Armor... You Think It Keeps You Safe, But All It Does Is Weigh You Down And Make It Hard For You To Move.

Who Do You Think Our Champion Will Be Today? Have You Seen Mace Tyrell's Boy? The Knight Of Flowers, They Call Him. Now There's A Son Any Man Would Be Proud To Own To. Last Tourney, He Dumped The Kingslayer On His Golden Rump, You Ought To Have Seen The Look On Cersei's Face. I Laughed Till My Sides Hurt.