The High Septon once told me that as we sin, so do we suffer.

Ser Cleos looked like a weasel, fought like a goose, and had the courage of an especially brave ewe.

There is only one god and his name is Death. And there is only one thing we say to Death: “Not today.

Jon shrugged. 'Girls get the arms but not the swords. Bastards get the swords but not the arms. I did not make the rules, little sister.

All dwarfs are bastards in their father's eyes

I would choose freedom over comfort every time.

I am doing the right thing, he told himself, so why do I feel so bad?