And All Was Black And Still, And

She Had Killed Him With A Whisper, And She Would Kill Two More Before She Was Through. I’m The Ghost In Harrenhal, She Thought. And That Night, There Was One Less Name To Hate.

For Men, The Answer Was Always The Same And Never Farther Away Than The Nearest Sword. For A Woman, A Mother, The Way Was Stonier And Harder To Know.

The Things I Do For Love.

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

The Choice Is Yours, Brother. Live A Thrall Or Die A King. Do You Dare To Fly? Unless You Take The Leap, You’ll Never Know." - Euron Greyjoy