Is there any creature on earth as unfortunate as an ugly woman? (wonders Lady Catelyn Stark)

Men live their lives trapped in an eternal present, between the mists of memory and the sea of shadow that is all we know of the days to come.

Kill the boy, Jon Snow. Winter is almost upon us. Kill the boy and let the man be born.

Light our fire and protect us from the dark, blah blah, light our way and keep us toasty warm, the night is dark and full of terrors, save us from the scary things, and blah blah blah some more.

Too stupid to learn and too stupid to give up.

Fire consumes, but cold preserves.

The heart lies and the head plays tricks on us, but the eyes see true. Look with your eyes. Hear with your ears. Taste with your mouth. Smell with your nose. Feel with your skin. Then comes the thinking, afterward, and in a way knowing the truth.