You Mistake Patience For Forbearance.

A Lord May Love The Men That He Commands, But He Cannot Be A Friend To Them. One Day He May Need To Sit In Judgement On Them, Or Send Them Forth To Die.

All Dwarfs May Be Bastards Yet Not All Bastards Are Dwarfs.

Half-truths Are Worth More Than Outright Lies.

She Should Be On A Hill Somewhere, Under A Fruit Tree, With The Sun And Clouds Above Her And The Rain To Wash Her Clean.

Kind? How Boring That Would Be. I Aspire To Be Wicked.