You Know, I've Always Considered

I Do So Hope He Plays Us 'the Rains Of Castamere.' It Has Been An Hour. I've Forgotten How It Goes -- Olenna Tyrell, The Hbic

Tears Aren't A Woman's Only Weapon.

Men Live Their Lives Trapped In An Eternal Present, Between The Mists Of Memory And The Sea Of Shadow That Is All We Know Of The Days To Come.

The Sun Will Soon Be Setting, And Corpses Make Poor Company By Night. These Were Dark And Dangerous Men, Alive. I Doubt That Death Will Have Improved Them.

I Do Play All The Characters, When I Write Them, One After Another. If They Actually Had To Film Me, The Only One I Could Play Would Be Samwell Tarly Or Hot Pie.