“The nights are too long,' he told Missandei, 'and there is much and more to do, always.”

“I told him I'd always found the description a little too long on adjectives and a little too short on specifics.”

“Jon:'What are you doing up there? Why aren't you at the feast?'Tyrion: 'Too hot, too noisy, and I'd drunk too much wine', the dwarf told him. 'I learned long ago that it is considered rude to vomit on your brother.”

“Too much truth in the hands of a liar is more dangerous than a world of lies told to the truthful”

“His was a lean excitable face with little bright eyes as evil as a frantic child's eyes. A cantankerous, complaining, mischievous, laughing face. He fought and argued, told dirty stories. He was as lecherous as always. Vicious and cruel and impatient, like a frantic child and the whole structure overlaid with with amusement. He drank too much when he could get it, ate too much when it was there, talked too much all the time.”

“The summer demands and takes away too much. /But night, the reserved, the reticent, gives more than it takes”