Anyone Can Be Killed.

It’s Being Ready To Accept Rejection. You Can Work On A Book For Two Years And Get It Published, And It’s Like You May As Well Have Thrown It Down A Well. It’s Not All Champagne And Doing Interviews With The New York Times.

Go Ahead, Call Me All The Names You Want," Sansa Said Airily. "you Won't Dare When I'm Married To Joffrey. You'll Have To Bow And Call Me Your Grace." She Shrieked As Arya Flung The Orange Across The Table. It Caught Her In The Middle Of The Forehead With A Wet Squish And Plopped Down Into Her Lap. "you Have Juice On Your Face, Your Grace ," Arya Said.

The Gods Are Blind. And Men See Only What They Wish" - Tyrion Lannister

We're All Just Songs In The End. If We Are Lucky.

Prince Rhaegar Loved His Lady Lyanna, And Thousands Died For It.