Don't write outlines; I hate outlines.

Now you know " the crow whispered as it sat on his shoulder. "Now you know why you must live." "Why " Bran said not understanding falling falling. "Because winter is coming.

I will take what is mine with fire and blood.

Sacrifice is never easy or it is no true sacrifice. - Stannis

Lady," she whimpered softly, wondering if she would meet her wolf again when she was dead.

She had put despair and fear aside, as if they were garments she did not choose to wear.

You are grown so very great now, yet the higher a man climbs the farther he has to fall.