I hate your stupid stories." The old woman smiled at him toothlessly.
"My stories? No, my little lord, not mine. The stories are, before me and after me, before you too.

“Can a bird hate? Jon had slain the wildling Orell, but some part of the man rem…”

“The great thing about reading is that it broadens your life”

“The truth is, I wanted to watch you for a time before pledging you my sword. To…”

“He wished he could relieve himself of his doubts and guilts half as easily.”