George R.R. Martin

Sometimes," Catelyn said slowly, "the best thing you can do is nothing. When I first came to Winterfell, I was hurt whenever Ned went to the godwood to sit beneath his heart tree. Part of his soul was in that tree, I know, a part I would never share. Yet, without that part, I soon realized, he would not have been Ned. Jeyne, child, you have wed the north, as I did ... and in the north, the winters will come." She tried to smile."Be patient. Be understanding. He loves you and he needs you, and he will come back to you soon enough. This very night, perhaps. Be there when he does. That is all I can tell you.

The only wolves we got to fear are the ones wear manskin,

Once she had loved Prince Joffrey with all her heart, and admired and trusted her his mother, the queen. They had repaid that love and trust with her father's head. Sansa would never make that mistake again.

The light that brings the dawn.

These woods are as empty as you think, he had said. You cannot know what the light might summon from the darkness.

The lord of light made the sun and moon and stars to light our day, and gave us fire to keep the night at bay.

I take no joy in mead nor meat, and song and laughter have become suspicious strangers to me. I am a creature of grief and dust and bitter longings. There is an empty place within me where my heart was once.

Let his sword break and his shield shatter, Sansa thought coldly as she shoved out through the doors, let his courage fail him and every man desert him.

It was a hollow victory they gave me. A crown...it was the girl I prayed them for. Your sister, safe... and mine again as she was meant to be. I ask you, Ned, what good is it to wear a crown?

Is it so far from madness to wisdom?" - Daenerys Targaryen

He cries behind his wall, I think, and no one knows, not even he. And no one will ever know, and in the end he__l always be alone in smiling pain.

She went to the window seat and sat there, sniffling, hating them all, and herself most of all. It was all her fault, everything bad that had happened.

It is one thing to be clever and another to be wise.

I don__ know what message to send to Bran. Help him Tyrion.___hat help could I give him? I am no maester, to ease his pain. I have no spell to give him back his legs.___ou gave me help when I needed it_ Jon Snow said.__ gave you nothing,_ Tyrion said. __ords.___hen give your words to Bran too.

Words are not swords.

But words in a book were one thing. The true test came in battle.

Words are wind, and the wind from Manderly's mouth means no more than the wind escaping his bottom.

Some words are wind, ser. Some are treason.