We All Dream Of Things We Cannot

The Iron Throne Is Mine By Rights. All Those Who Deny That Are My Foes." "the Whole Of The Realm Denies It, Brother," Said Renley. "old Men Deny It With Their Death Rattle, And Unborn Children Deny It In Their Mothers' Wombs. They Deny It In Dorne And They Deny It On The Wall. No One Wants You For Their King. Sorry.

Man Wants To Be The King O' The Rabbits, He Best Wear A Pair O' Floppy Ears.

I've Always Preferred Writing About Grey Characters And Human Characters. Whether They Are Giants Or Elves Or Dwarves, Or Whatever They Are, They're Still Human, And The Human Heart Is Still In Conflict With The Self.

I Am The Sword In The Darkness. I Am The Watcher On The Walls. I Am The Fire That Burns Against The Cold, The Light That Brings The Dawn, The Horn That Wakes The Sleepers, The Shield That Guards The Realms Of Men.

I'm Honest. It's The World That's Awful.