Children Are A Battle Of A Different

My Old Grandmother Always Used To Say, Summer Friends Will Melt Away Like Summer Snows, But Winter Friends Are Friends Forever.

...spend My Time Warring And Whoring, That's What I Was Made For.

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.

It Was That White Cloak That Soiled Me, Not The Other Way Around.

I Will Take What Is Mine With Fire And Blood.