Anyone can be killed.

The things I do for love.

The best fantasy is written in the language of dreams. It is alive as dreams are alive, more real than real, for a moment at least, that long magic moment before we wake.

The morning air was dark with the smoke of burning gods.

He wants you to smile and smell sweet and be his lady love. He wants to hear you recite all your pretty little words the way the septa taught you. He wants you to love him... and fear him.

Wisdom oft comes from the mouth of babes.

Is there any creature on earth as unfortunate as an ugly woman? (wonders Lady Catelyn Stark)