I donโt know what message to send to Bran. Help him Tyrion.โ โWhat help could I give him? I am no maester, to ease his pain. I have no spell to give him back his legs.โ โYou gave me help when I needed itโ Jon Snow said. โI gave you nothing,โ Tyrion said. โWords.โ โThen give your words to Bran too.
George R. R. MartinViserys sold my mother's crown, and men called him a beggar. I shall keep this one, so men will call me a queen. (Daenerys)
George R. R. MartinI get up every day and work in the morning. I have my coffee and get to work. On good days I look up and it's dark outside and the whole day has gone by and I don't know where it's gone. But there's bad days, too. Where I struggle and sweat and a half hour creeps by and I've written three words. And half a day creeps by and I've written a sentence and a half and then I quit for the day and play computer games. You know, sometimes you eat the bear and sometimes the bear eats you. [Laughs]
George R. R. MartinRemember this, boy. All dwarfs may be bastards, yet not all bastards need be dwarfs." And with that he turned and sauntered back into the feast, whistling a tune. When he opened the door, the light from within threw his shadow clear across the yard, and for just a moment Tyrion Lannister stood tall as a king.
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