August 2nd, 2012
What is honor compared to a woman’s love? What is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms… Or the memory of a brother’s smile? Wind and words. Wind and words. We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy.
George R.R Martin
July 31st, 2012
Your price. Ned’s voice was ice. Lord Baelish, what you suggest is treason.
Only if we lose.
George R.R Martin