When You Have Known The Kiss Of

What Do We Say To The Lord Of Death?" "not Today.

I've Never Been Quite Sure What The Point Of A Eunuch Is, If Truth Be Told. It Seems To Me They're Only Men With The Useful Bits Cut Off.

There Is No Shame In Loving. If Your Septons Say There Is, Your Seven Gods Must Be Demons. In The Isles We Know Better. Our Gods Gave Us Legs To Run With, Noses To Smell With, Hands To Touch And Feel. What Mad Cruel God Would Give A Man Eyes And Tell Him He Must Forever Keep Them Shut, And Never Look At All The Beauty In The World? Only A Monster God, A Demon Of The Darkness.

A Man Who Fights For Coin Is Loyal Only To His Purse.

His Cloak Was His Crowning Glory; Sable, Thick And Black And Soft As Sin.