How much can a crown be worth, when a crow can dine upon a king?

Of course it’s not enough to be a good man to be an effective ruler and it never has been.

Jon Snow had dreamed of leading men to glory just as King Daeron had, of growing up to be a conqueror. Now he was a man grown and the Wall was his, yet all he had were doubts. He could not even seem to conquer those.

Anger was better than tears, better than grief, better than guilt.

I have climbed these steps so often I know each one by name.

Little redcape," he snarled, "when next you bare steel on Shagga son of Dolf, I will chop off your manhood and roast it in the fire." "What, no goats?" Tyrion said, taking a bite of his cheese.

I have a huge emotional attachment to characters I've created, especially the viewpoint characters.