The Only Game. The Game Of Thrones.

Love Is The Bane Of Honor, The Death Of Duty.

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.

A Man Who Won't Listen Can't Hear.

The Man Who Never Reads Lives Only One.

I Could Have Written A Story About A Well-adjusted Family. Ned Stark Comes Down To King’s Landing And Takes Over And Solves All Their Problems. Would That Have Been As Exciting?