A Sweet Face Oft Hides

He Did Not Know Which Was More Painful, The Waking Or The Sleeping. When He Slept, He Dreamed: Dark Disturbing Dreams Of Blood And Broken Promises. When He Woke, There Was Nothing To Do But Think, And His Waking Thoughts Were Worse Than Nightmares.

This Is Not Winterfell', He Told Him As He Cut His Meat With Fork And Dagger. 'on The Wall, A Man Gets Only What He Earns. You're No Ranger, Jon, Only A Green Boy With The Smell Of Summer Still On You.

It Was That White Cloak That Soiled Me, Not The Other Way Around.

We're All The Heroes Of Our Own Stories. So, When I Am Inside The Head Of A Character Who Would Otherwise Be Considered A Villain, I Have A Great Deal Of Affection For That Character And I'm Trying To See The World And The Events Through Their Eyes.

A Harp Can Be A Dangerous As A Sword, In The Right Hands.