Littlefinger looked like a boy who had just taken a furtive bite from a honeycomb. He was TRYING to watch for bees, but the honey was so sweet.
George R. R. MartinHer lord father had taught her never to steal, but it was growing harder to remember why.
George R. R. Martinall men carry murder in their hearts, yet even so, the poisoner is beneath contempt.
George R. R. MartinGods be good, why would any man ever want to be king? When everyone was shouting King in the North, King in the North, I told myself ... swore to myself ... that I would be a good king, as honorable as Father, strong, just, loyal to my friends and brave when I faced my enemies ... now I can't even tell one from the other.
George R. R. Martin