No Mortal Man Could Frighten Him, No

Littlefinger Looked Like A Boy Who Had Just Taken A Furtive Bite From A Honeycomb. He Was Trying To Watch For Bees, But The Honey Was So Sweet.

Jon Snow: I'm Not Afraid To Die. Mormont: Nor Life, I Hope.

I Had Written Three Books [games Of Throne], At That Point, And Each One Of Them Was Better Than The Other. At A Certain Point, As The Books Were Doing Well, I Started Getting Interest From Hollywood, From Various Producers And Studios Who Were Initially Interested In Doing A Feature Film. I Met With Some Of Those People And I Had Phone Conversations With Some Of Those People, But I Didn't See It Being Done As A Feature Film.

Irri And Jhiqui Argued About Rakharo. “you Are Too Skinny For Him,” Jhiqui Was Saying. “you Are Almost A Boy. Rakharo Does Not Bed With Boys. This Is Known.” Irri Bristled Back. “it Is Known That You Are Almost A Cow. Rakharo Does Not Bed With Cows.

Every Once In A Very Long While, Lord Tywin Lannister Would Actually Threaten To Smile; He Never Did, But The Threat Alone Was Terrible To Behold.