In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. I am the walrus In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Master yourself, master the enemy. May your roads lead to warm sands. It's not my fault being the biggest and the strongest. I don't even exercise. We’re going to get older whether we like it or not, so the only question is whether we get on with our lives, or desperately cling to the past. I keep waiting for it to happen. I’m waiting for it to happen. I guess I’m just tired of waiting. And that is all I’m going to say on that subject. Freeze! Don't move!

Holy Matador

And so he spoke, and so he spoke, that Lord of Castamere, but now the rains weep o'er his hall, with no one there to hear. Yes, now the rains weep o'er his hall, and not a soul to hear.