Give me priests who are fat and corrupt and cynical,(...) the sort who like to sit on soft satin cushions, nibble sweetmeats, and diddle little boys. It's the ones who believe in gods who make the trouble. (Tyrion)

Laughter is poison to fear.

Wine makes all things possible.

Remember Old Nan's stories, Bran. Remember the way she told them, the sound of her voice. So long as you do that, part of her will always be alive in you.

My old grandmother always used to say, Summer friends will melt away like summer snows, but winter friends are friends forever.

Children are a battle of a different sort. ... A battle without banners or warhorns but no less fierce.

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