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.
George R. R. MartinOnly a fool humbles himself when the world is so full of men eager to do that job for him. (Theon Greyjoy)
George R. R. MartinTime is different for a tree than for a man. Sun and soil and water, these are the things a weirwood understands, not days and years and centuries. For men, time is a river. We are trapped in its flow, hurtling from past to present, always in the same direction. The lives of trees are different. They root and grow and die in one place, and that river does not move them. The oak is the acorn, the acorn is the oak.
George R. R. MartinWhen the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies but the pack survives.
George R. R. Martin