Usually the people I do know are sufficient to spawn any number of nightmares without inventing any.

Asil left Bran alone with his thoughts then, because if he stayed, Bran would argue with him. This way, Bran would have no one to argue with but himself. And Asil had always credited Bran with the ability to be persuasive.

For Adam, screwed-up bonding thing or not, I’d wait forever. “Really?” he asked in a tone I’d never heard from him before. Softer. Vulnerable. Adam didn’t do vulnerable. “Really what?” I asked. “Despite the way our bond scares you, despite the way someone in the pack played you, you’d still have me?” He'd been listening to my thoughts. This time it didn't bother me. “Adam,” I told him, “I’d walk barefoot over hot coals for you.

Wizards don't all look alike.

Identity was partly heritage, partly upbringing, but mostly the choices you make in life. ~ Bran

A man learns with age, if he is lucky.

His grandfather had often told him that he tried too hard to move trees when a wiser man would walk around them.