Words are wind, Brienne told herself. They cannot hurt you. Let them wash over you.

Arya lifted her gaze from the dead man and his dead dog. Jaqen H'ghar was leaning up against the side of the Wailing Tower. When he saw her looking, he lifted a hand to his face and laid two fingers casually against his cheek.

A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies, said Jojen. The man who never reads lives only one.

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

Tarly, when I was a lad half your age, my lady mother told me that if I stood about with my mouth open, a weasel was like to mistake it for his lair and run down my throat. If you have something to say, say it. Otherwise, beware of weasels.

Most men would rather deny a hard truth than face it.

Some allies are more dangerous than enemies.