“The tension was so thick in the room, it was too much. He was too much. I couldn’t take the pressure, so I panicked. Sexy and in control Grace left and twelve-year-old Grace took her place. “Heh, heh, you said nuts,” I burst out. My self-edit button was now turned off for good.”

“School used to be an escape. Now it's just another place with too much pressure, too much confrontation, & so not enough joy.”

“God-fucking-damn but he was seriously good-looking. “Have you ever had the stuffed pancakes here? They’re evil. I highly recommend them.”“Heh. The cop is recommending evil,” I said. “Too funny.”To my surprise, Ivanov chuckled. “You’ve discovered my dark side.”

“There's somthing inside me that pulls beneath the surface.Consuming.Confusing.This lack of self-control I fear is never ending.Controlling.I can't seemTo find myself again,My walls are closing in(Without a sense of confidence, I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)I felt this way before...So insecure..”

“A son for a son, heh. But that's a grandson...and he never was much use." --Walder Frey”

“When the Lord finished the world, he pronounced it good. That is what I said about my first work, too. But Time, I tell you, Time takes the confidence out of these incautious opinions. It is more than likely that He thinks about the world, now, pretty much as I think about the Innocents Abroad. The fact is, there is a trifle too much water in both.”