Of course you know him. Everyone knows a pear-shaped man.

In order to get inside their skin, I have to identify with them. That includes even the ones who are complete bastards, nasty, twisted, deeply flawed human beings with serious psychological problems. Even them. When I get inside their skin and look out through their eyes, I have to feel a certain - if not sympathy, certainly empathy for them. I have to try to perceive the world as they do, and that creates a certain amount of affection.

In a heartbeat, a thousand voices took up the chant. King Joffrey and King Robb and King Stannis were forgotten, and King Bread ruled alone. "Bread." they clamored. "Bread, Bread!

And for the first time in hundreds of years, the night came alive with the music of dragons.

Reading. That was the sport I was good at.

all men carry murder in their hearts, yet even so, the poisoner is beneath contempt.

I am surrounded by flatterers and fools.