If I Die, I Die Friendless And

You'll Find Truth In Your Looking Glass, Not On The Tongues Of Men.

In King’s Landing, There Are Two Sorts Of People. The Players And The Pieces… Every Man’s A Piece To Start With, And Every Maid As Well. Even Some Who Think They Are Players." Petyr Baelish

Some Gave Me Soft Words And Some Blunt, Some Made Excuses, Some Promises, Some Only Lied. In The End Words Are Just Wind.

When A Pirate Grows Rich Enough, They Make Him A Prince.

Kings Are Falling Like Leaves This Autumn.