The Gods Give With One Hand And

The Stone Is Strong. Bran Told Himself, The Roots Of The Trees Go Deep, And Under The Ground The Kings Of Winter Sit Their Thrones. So Long As Those Remained, Winterfell Remained. It Was Not Dead, Just Broken. Like Me, He Thought. I'm Not Dead Either.

All The World Knew That A Maester Forged His Silver Link When He Learned The Art Of Healing—but The World Preferred To Forget That Men Who Knew How To Heal Also Knew How To Kill.

The Truth Is All Around You, Plain To Behold. The Night Is Dark And Full Of Terrors, The Day Bright And Beautiful And Full Of Hope. One Is Black, The Other White. There Is Ice And There Is Fire. Hate And Love. Bitter And Sweet. Male And Female. Pain And Pleasure. Winter And Summer. Evil And Good. Death And Life. Everywhere, Opposites.

I Think Life Is A Jape. Yours, Mine, Everyone's

Tyrion Let The Eunuch Help Him Mount. "lord Varys," He Said From The Saddle, "sometimes I Feel As Though You Are The Best Friend I Have In King's Landing And Sometimes I Feel You Are My Worst Enemy." "how Odd. I Think Quite The Same Of You.