The Man Who Never Reads Lives Only

The Man Who Passes The Sentence Should Swing The Sword. Look Her In The Eyes Before You Kill Her. See Her Tears, Hear Her Last Words. You Owe Her That Much At Least." - Eddard Stark

One Night, In His Cups, He Drank A Jar Of Wildfire, After Telling His Friends It Would Transform Him Into A Dragon, But The Gods Were Kind And It Transformed Him Into A Corpse.

The Apples Stewed With Prunes Are Excellent, Except For The Prunes, I Won't Eat Prunes Myself. Well, There Was One Time When Hobb Chopped Them Up With Chesnuts And Carrots And Hid Them In A Hen. Never Trust A Cook, My Lord. They'll Prune You When You Least Expect It.

But The Real Enemy Is The Cold. It Steals Up On You Quieter Than Will, And At First You Shiver And Your Teeth Chatter And You Stamp Your Feet And Dream Of Mulled Wine And Nice Hot Fires. It Burns, It Does. Nothing Burns Like The Cold. But Only For A While. Then It Gets Inside You And Starts To Fill You Up, And After A While You Don't Have The Strength To Fight It. It's Easier Just To Sit Down Ot Go To Sleep. They Say You Don't Feel Any Pain Toward The End. First You Go Weak And Drowsy, And Everything Starts To Fade, And Then It's Like Sinking Into A Sea Of Warm Milk. Peaceful, Like.

We'll Need To Make A Litter To Carry Him," Said Osha. "no Use," Said Luwin. "i'm Dying, Woman." "you Can't," Said Rickon Angrily. "no You Can't." Beside Him, Shaggydog Bared His Teeth And Growled. The Maester Smiled. "hush Now, Child, I'm Much Older Than You. I Can . . . Die As I Please.