“I'm not him, I'm not the turncloak, he died at Winterfell. My name is Reek, It rhymes with freak” — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
“If she pops out sons the way she pops in tarts, the Dreadfort will soon be overrun with Boltons.” — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
“to be human, that’s fine,” Raz retorted, sticking his forked tongue out. “I could smell you from across the camp, Ivas. Humans… — Bryce O'Connor Copy Share Image
“Dorcas, you already reek like a Marseilles cat house; don't wheedle Mike for more stinkum.” — Robert A. Heinlein Copy Share Image
“The rat squealed as he bit into it, squirming wildly in his hands, frantic to escape.” — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
