George Will
George Will
George Frederick Willis an American newspaper columnist and political commentator. He is a Pulitzer Prize–winner known for his conservative commentary on politics. In 1986, The Wall Street Journal called him "perhaps the most powerful journalist in America," in a league with Walter Lippmann...
ProfessionJournalist
Date of Birth4 May 1941
yesterday trials triumph
Tomorrow's trials concerned her more than yesterday's triumphs.
wonder ifs
Lady," she whimpered softly, wondering if she would meet her wolf again when she was dead.
unhappy sides fairs
A fair bargain leaves both sides unhappy.
calumny
The best calumnies are spiced with truth.
sober enough drowning
Drowning was bad enough. But drowning sad and sober, that's too cruel.
crowns easy should
A crown should not sit easy on the head.
secret love-and-trust share
And when you have it, what then? Some secrets are safer kept hidden. Some secrets are too dangerous to share, even with those you love and trust.
kings father wine
The city?" Tyrion was lost. "What city would that be?" "King's Landing. I am sending you to court." It was the last thing Tyrion Lannister would ever have anticipated. He reached for his wine, considered for a moment as he sipped. "And what am I to do there?" "Rule," his father said curtly.
mistake forbearance
You mistake patience for forbearance.
teaching snow training
Lord Snow wants to take my place now.' He sneered. 'I'd have an easier time teaching a wolf to juggle than you will training this aurochs.' 'I'll take that wager, Ser Alliser', Jon said. 'I'd love to see Ghost juggle.
winter boys men
Kill the boy, Jon Snow. Winter is almost upon us. Kill the boy and let the man be born.
kings thinking worst-enemy
Tyrion let the eunuch help him mount. "Lord Varys," he said from the saddle, "sometimes I feel as though you are the best friend I have in King's Landing and sometimes I feel you are my worst enemy." "How odd. I think quite the same of you.
apples hens never-trust
The apples stewed with prunes are excellent, except for the prunes, I won't eat prunes myself. Well, there was one time when Hobb chopped them up with chesnuts and carrots and hid them in a hen. Never trust a cook, my lord. They'll prune you when you least expect it.
league way jaime-lannister
I crossed a thousand leagues to come to you, and lost the best part of me along the way. Don't tell me to leave.