You ought to be blowing me kisses$$$ wench.

Half-truths are worth more than outright lies.

Noseless and Handless$$$ the Lannister Boys.

I know I want you$$$" he heard himself say$$$ all his vows and his honor all forgotten. She stood before him naked as her name day$$$ and he was as hard as the rock around them. He had been in her half a hundred times by now$$$ but always beneath furs$$$ with others all around them. He had never seeen how beautiful she was. Her legs were skinny and well muscled$$$ the hair at the juncture of her thighs a brighter red than that on her head. Does that make it even luckier? He pulled her close. "I love the smell of you$$$" he said. "I love your red hair.

I crossed a thousand leagues to come to you$$$ and lost the best part of me along the way. Don't tell me to leave.

Never believe anything you hear at a woman’s tit.

He cries behind his wall$$$ I think$$$ and no one knows$$$ not even he. And no one will ever know$$$ and in the end he’ll always be alone in smiling pain.

Is that gallantry I smell$$$ or just stupidity? The two scents are much alike$$$ as I recall.

In the deep sands a man must hoard his water.

The sword was not the kingdom$$$ he says.