...if You Dance With Dragons, You Must

When The End Comes, I Will Meet It Raging.

A Man Who Won't Listen Can't Hear.

She Should Be On A Hill Somewhere, Under A Fruit Tree, With The Sun And Clouds Above Her And The Rain To Wash Her Clean.

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

Nothing Bores Me More Than Books Where You Read Two Pages And You Know Exactly How It's Going To Come Out. I Want Twists And Turns That Surprise Me, Characters That Have A Difficult Time And That I Don't Know If They're Going To Live Or Die.