His dagger was out, poised at her throat. โSing, little bird. Sing for your little life.
George R. R. MartinThey say it grows so cold up here in winter that a manโs laughter freezes in his throat and chokes him to death,โ Ned said evenly. โPerhaps that is why the Starks have so little humor.
George R. R. MartinI am Cersei of House Lannister, a lion of the Rock, the rightful queen of these Seven Kingdoms, trueborn daughter of Tywin Lannister. And hair grows back.
George R. R. Martin