Love Is Madness, And Lust Is Poison.

Schemes Are Like Fruit, They Require A Certain Ripening.

Why Is It That When One Man Builds A Wall, The Next Man Immediately Needs To Know What's On The Other Side?

"weese," She Would Whisper, First Of All. "dunsen, Chiswyck, Polliver, Raff The Sweetling. The Tickler And The Hound. Ser Gregor, Ser Armory, Ser Ilyn, Ser Meryn, King Joffrey, Queen Cersei."

Of All The Bright Cruel Lies They Tell You, The Cruelest Is The One Called Love.

Faith Is Like Porridge. Better With Milk And Honey.