We all dream of things we cannot have.
Love is madness, and lust is poison.
She had killed him with a whisper, and she would kill two more before she was through. I’m the ghost in Harrenhal, she thought. And that night, there was one less name to hate.
We look up at the same stars and see such different things." - Jon Snow
All dwarfs are bastards in their father's eyes
A bear! A bear! All black and brown and covered in hair!