I Can Be Humbler Than Anyone.

It All Goes Back And Back," Tyrion Thought, "to Our Mothers And Fathers And Theirs Before Them. We Are Puppets Dancing On The Strings Of Those Who Came Before Us, And One Day Our Own Children Will Take Up Our Strings And Dance In Our Steads.

The Sun Will Soon Be Setting, And Corpses Make Poor Company By Night. These Were Dark And Dangerous Men, Alive. I Doubt That Death Will Have Improved Them.

Do You Want To Die Old And Craven In Your Bed?- How Else? Though Not Till I'm Done Reading.

Man Wants To Be The King O' The Rabbits, He Best Wear A Pair O' Floppy Ears.

All Men Are Fools, If Truth Be Told, But The Ones In Motley Are More Amusing Than Ones With Crowns.