I’d Be Anonymous. That’s What I’d Do

I Am The Blood Of The Dragon. Do Not Presume To Teach Me Lessons.

What Do You Like To Do?” She Scuffed A Toe Amongst The Rushes. “needlework.” “very Restful, Isn’t It?” “well,” Said Arya, “not The Way I Do It.

Once, I Cut Off A Man's Head, But He Did Not Know It Until He Tried To Brush His Hair. Then It Fell Off.

All My Life Men Like You've Sneered At Me, And All My Life I've Been Knocking Men Like You Into The Dust.

Contempt, Thought Tyrion, The Universal Tongue.