An awful lot of fantasy, and even some great fantasy, falls into the mistake of assuming that a good man will be a good king, that all that is necessary is to be a decent human being and when you're king everything will go swimmingly.

Some men want whores on the eve of battle, and some want gods. Jon wondered who felt better afterward.

Those are brave men... lets go kill them

She never forgets a slight, real or imagined. She takes caution for cowardice and dissent for defiance. And she is greedy. Greedy for power, for honour, for love.

Just where do you think you are going, Arya?' the septa demanded. Arya glared at her. 'I have to go shoe a horse,' she said sweetly taking a brief satisfaction in the shock on the septa's face.

I think life is a jape. Yours, mine, everyone's

Kill the boy, Jon Snow. Winter is almost upon us. Kill the boy and let the man be born.