Dont let the bastards grind you down?" Bran looked at me incredulously.

See you tomorrow,” he said, instead. “All right.” Then, impulsively, I asked, “Do you have a place to sleep tonight?” “Sure,” he said with a smile, and started off as if he had somewhere to be. I could have bitten off my tongue because I pushed him into a lie. Once he started lying to me, it would be harder to get him to trust me with the truth. I don’t know why it works that way, but it does—at least in my experience.

I used my history degree about twice a year whether I needed to or not.

Honey, ... When a wolf watches a lamb, he's not thinking about the lamb's mommy.

I told them," he said in a clear, carrying voice, "that they should not give someone as old and powerful as I a daughter to love. That it would end badly.

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

The only certainty life contains is death.