The snail may leave a trail of slime behind him, but a little slime will do a man no harm, while if you dance with dragons, you must expect to burn.

“...the wildlings had no where to go. Some continued upward, and died. Some went…”

“There are worse ways to die than warm and drunk. I knew a brother drowned himse…”

“Sometimes there is truth in dreams.”

“Words are wind, Brienne told herself. They cannot hurt you. Let them wash over …”