When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies but the pack survives.
George R. R. MartinThe girl had hoped for fog, but the gods ignored her prayers as gods so often did.
George R. R. MartinWhen I was a boy, I dreamt that I could fly, he announces. When I woke, I couldn't... or so the maester said. But what if he lied? What do you mean? Perhaps we can fly. All of us. How will we ever know unless we leap from some tall tower? No man ever truly knows what he can do unless he dares to leap. There is the window. Leap. What do you want? The world.
George R. R. Martin