Mine. He was mine, and not even death would take him from me—not if I could help it.

The Elders were closer to the Maker of All Things and should be deferred to whenever they made their will known.

Some people are boys longer than others.

If she kept wondering about how much of her life Bran engineered, she’d end up on a funny farm knitting caps for ducks.

Tis the gift to be gentle, ’tis the gift to be fair, ’Tis the gift to wake and breathe the morning air, To walk every day in the path that we choose, Is the gift that we pray we will never never lose.

I could hear him laughing. Son of a bit*h. I would kill him. I didn't care if he was coyote or the son of Satan.He was a dead man walking.

A stupid ruler is much more of a problem than an insane one.