What's dead may never die.

There are too many steps in this castle, and it seems to me they add a few every night, just to vex me" - Maester Cressen

Clean hands, Sansa. Whatever you do, make certain your hands are clean." ~ Lord Petyr Baelish, Littlefinger

Everything's better with some wine in the belly.

Some truths did not bear saying, and some lies were necessary.

It seemed cruel for a day to dawn so fair and end so foul as this one promised to.

Sam loved to listen to music and make his own songs, to wear soft velvets, to play in the castle kitchen beside the cooks, drinking in the rich smells as he snitched lemon cakes and blueberry tarts. His passions were books and kittens and dancing, clumsy as he was.