And For The First Time In Hundreds

Women Do Not Forget. Women Do Not Forgive.

Ser Cleos Looked Like A Weasel, Fought Like A Goose, And Had The Courage Of An Especially Brave Ewe.

The Red God Takes What Is His, Lovely Girl. And Only Death May Pay For Life. You Saved Me And The Two I Was With. You Stole Three Deaths From The Red God. We Have To Give Them Back. Speak Three Names And The Man Will Do The Rest. Three Lives I Will Give You - No More, No Less, And We're Done.

Start Trying To Work Out Who Deserves What, And Before Long You'll Spend The Rest Of Your Days Weeping For Each And Every Person In The World.

Sometimes I Think Some Of My Fellow Novelists Who Have Not Worked In Television And Film Are Very Naive About This Process. They Get An Offer And There's The Dump Truck Full Of Money And They Sign It, They Cash The Check And Then They're Not Involved In The Series. They May Get Invited To The Premiere And They Come Out Of The Premiere Looking Like All Of Their Children Had Just Been Gassed, With A Stunned Look On Their Face Because Everything Has Been Changed.