Obviously, the Night's King is clearly a symbol of something very unpleasant in our psyche, and he even raises wights from the dead, which is probably everybody's worst fear, being actually used after we're dead.

Any filmmakers out there want a Welshman with sharp cheekbones and wonky teeth to play the love interest in their movie, give me a call.

We moved to America when I was young, but we were always very Welsh in our home. The humor, food, traditions. Very Welsh.

I can find some part of me that relates to even the most evil characters. At least in my imagination.

Life itself is but the shadow of death, and souls departed but the shadows of the living.

Grumbling is the death of love.

For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.

It is a horrible fact that we can read in the daily paper, without interrupting our breakfast, numerical reckonings of death and destruction that ought to break our hearts or scare us out of our wits.