All Dwarfs Are Bastards In Their Father's

I Think My Very Earliest Stories Were All Intellectual Exercises And I Was Writing From Experiences I Had Never Had About Characters Who Were About An Inch Deep.

Black Moleskin Gloves Covered His Hands; The Right Because It Was Burned, The Left Because A Man Felt Half A Fool Wearing Only One Glove.

Swift As A Deer. Quiet As A Shadow. Fear Cuts Deeper Than Swords. Quick As A Snake. Calm As Still Water.

The Only Time A Man Can Be Brave Is When He Is Afraid.

When Maester Aemon Heard Him Sing, He Said His Voice Was Honey Poured Over Thunder.