A Man Who Won't Listen Can't Hear.

Winter Will Never Come For The Likes Of Us. Should We Die In Battle, They Will Surely Sing Of Us, And It’s Always Summer In The Songs. In The Songs All Knights Are Gallant, All Maids Are Beautiful, And The Sun Is Always Shining.

When You Play A Game Of Thrones You Win Or You Die.

Catelyn Wanted To Run To Him, To Kiss His Sweet Brow, To Wrap Him In Her Arms So Tightly That He Would Never Come To Harm.

Words Are Like Arrows, Arianne. Once Loosed, You Cannot Call Them Back. - Areo Hotah

We Were King’s Men, Knights, And Heroes . . . But Some Knights Are Dark And Full Of Terror, My Lady. War Makes Monsters Of Us All.” “are You Saying You Are Monsters?” “i Am Saying We Are Human. You Are Not The Only One With Wounds, Lady Brienne