Tomorrow's trials concerned her more than yesterday's triumphs.

When we speak of the morrow nothing is ever certain.

Nothing burns like the cold. But only for a while. Then it gets inside you and starts to fill you up, and after a while you don't have the strength to fight it.

Is it so far from madness to wisdom?" - Daenerys Targaryen

Even the sky was grey. Grey and grey and greyer. The whole world grey, everywhere you look, everything grey except the eyes of the bride. The eyes of the bride were brown. Big and brown and full of fear.

We look up at the same stars and see such different things." - Jon Snow

The odd thing about being a writer is you do tend to lose yourself in your books. Sometimes it seems like real life is flickering by and you're hardly a part of it. You remember the events in your books better than you remember the events that actually took place when you were writing them.