Of All The Bright Cruel Lies They

I Beg You Both, Take Heart.'(varys) 'whose?' Asked Tyrion Sourly. He Could Think Of Several Tempting Choices.

Ten Years From Now, No One Is Going To Care How Quickly The Books Came Out. The Only Thing That Will Matter, The Only Thing Anyone Will Remember, Is How Good They Were. That's My Main Concern, And Always Will Be.

An Honest Kiss, A Little Kindness, Everyone Deserves That Much, However Big Or Small.

It Was A Hollow Victory They Gave Me. A Crown...it Was The Girl I Prayed Them For. Your Sister, Safe... And Mine Again As She Was Meant To Be. I Ask You, Ned, What Good Is It To Wear A Crown?

If I Look Back I Am Lost.