Men Are Men, Vows Are Words, And

The Air Smelled Of Paper And Dust And Years.

Knowledge Is A Weapon, Jon. Arm Yourself Well Before You Ride Forth To Battle.

She Just Laughed In His Face And Told Him She'd Sooner Crawl In A Bed With His Father's Leeches Before She'd Crawl In One With Him. She Stopped Laughing When He Put His Knife In Her.

We Only Make Peace With Our Enemies. That's Why It's Called Making Peace.

What Are Gods For If Not To Sit In Judgment Over Men? The Many-faced God Does Not Weigh Men's Souls, However. He Gives His Gift To The Best Of Men As He Gives It To The Worst. Elsewise The Good Would Live Forever.