I stayed sober for this?

For they are the knights of summer, and winter is coming.

A man agrees with god as a raindrop agrees with the storm

Men live their lives trapped in an eternal present, between the mists of memory and the sea of shadow that is all we know of the days to come.

She yearned to see her mother again, and Robb and Bran and Rickon… but it was Jon Snow she thought of most. She wished somehow they could come to the Wall before Winterfell, so Jon might muss up her hair and call her “little sister.” She’d tell him, “I missed you,” and he’d say it too at the very same moment, the way they always used to say things together. She would have liked that. She would have liked that better than anything.

Once a man has seen a dragon in flight, let him stay home and tend his garden in content, someone had written once, for this wide world has no greater wonder." Tyrion scratched at his scar and tried to recall the author's name.

Some gave me soft words and some blunt, some made excuses, some promises, some only lied. In the end words are just wind.