Contempt, Thought Tyrion, The Universal Tongue.

History Is A Wheel, For The Nature Of Man Is Fundamentally Unchanging. What Has Happened Before Will Perforce Happen Again.

All These Kings Would Do A Deal Better If They Would Put Down Their Swords And Listen To Their Mothers.

Prince Rhaegar Loved His Lady Lyanna, And Thousands Died For It.

A Craven Can Be As Brave As Any Man, When There Is Nothing To Fear. And We All Do Our Duty, When There Is No Cost To It. How Easy It Seems Then, To Walk The Path Of Honor. Yet Soon Or Late In Every Man's Life Comes A Day When It Is Not Easy, A Day When He Must Choose. (maester Aemon)

Drifting Snowflakes Brushed Her Face As Light As Lover’s Kisses, And Melted On Her Cheeks. At The Center Of The Garden, Beside The Statue Of The Weeping Woman That Lay Broken And Half-buried On The Ground, She Turned Her Face Up To The Sky And Closed Her Eyes. She Could Feel The Snow On Her Lashes, Taste It On Her Lips. It Was The Taste Of Winterfell. The Taste Of Innocence. The Taste Of Dreams.