They Hate You Because You Act Like

You Look Pale, Sansa," Cersei Observed. "is Your Red Flower Still Blooming?" "yes" "how Apt. The Men Will Bleed Out There, And You In Here.

Courage And Folly Are Cousins, Or So I’ve Heard.

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?

What The King Dreams, The Hand Builds.

A Great Many Of The Epic Fantasies, From The Lord Of The Rings Onward, Are About War, But To My Mind, A Lot Of It Doesn't Really Deal Honestly With The Consequences Of War, What War Does To Us, As A Society, What War Does To Us, As Individuals, And The Struggle For Power, In The Same Way, And What We're Fighting For.