There Are No Heroes...in Life, The Monsters

Remember Old Nan's Stories, Bran. Remember The Way She Told Them, The Sound Of Her Voice. So Long As You Do That, Part Of Her Will Always Be Alive In You.

The Heart Lies And The Head Plays Tricks With Us, But The Eyes See True.

Soon Comes The Cold, And The Night That Never Ends.

Shagga Son Of Dolf Likes This Not. Shagga Will Go With The Boyman, And If The Boyman Lies, Shagga Will Chop Off His Manhood-" "-and Feed It To The Goats, Yes," Tyrion Said Wearily.

Catelyn Had Never Liked This Godswood. She Had Been Born A Tully, At Riverrun Far To The South, On The Red Fork Of The Trident. The Godswood There Was A Garden, Bright And Airy, Where Tall Redwoods Spread Dappled Shadows Across Tinkling Streams, Birds Sang From Hidden Nests, And The Air Was Spicy With The Scent Of Flowers.