There is magic in my universe, but it's pretty low magic compared to other fantasies.

It is being common-born that is dangerous, when the great lords play their game of thrones.

My old grandmother always used to say, Summer friends will melt away like summer snows, but winter friends are friends forever.

Light our fire and protect us from the dark, blah blah, light our way and keep us toasty warm, the night is dark and full of terrors, save us from the scary things, and blah blah blah some more.

Everything's better with some wine in the belly.

If ice can burn, then love and hate can mate.

When your enemies defy you, you must serve them steel and fire. When they go to their knees, however, you must help them back to their feet. Elsewise no man will ever bend the knee to you