Summer Is The Time For Squabbles. In

Robert Was Never The Same After He Put On That Crown. Some Men Are Like Swords, Made For Fighting. Hang Them Up And They Go To Rust.

Night Gathers, And Now My Watch Begins. It Shall Not End Until My Death. I Shall Take No Wife, Hold No Lands, Father No Children. I Shall Wear No Crowns And Win No Glory. I Shall Live And Die At My Post. I Am The Sword In The Darkness. I Am The Watcher On The Walls. I Am The Fire That Burns Against Cold, The Light That Brings The Dawn, The Horn That Wakes The Sleepers, The Shield That Guards The Realms Of Men. I Pledge My Life And Honor To The Night's Watch, For This Night And All The Nights To Come.

Catelyn Wanted To Run To Him, To Kiss His Sweet Brow, To Wrap Him In Her Arms So Tightly That He Would Never Come To Harm.

Eat Your Heart Out, Rowling. Maybe You Have Billions Of Dollars And My Hugo, But You Don't Have Readers Like These.

A Bruise Is A Lesson... And Each Lesson Makes Us Better.