The worst isn't done. The worst is just beginning, and there are no happy endings.

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

“Men live their lives trapped in an eternal present, between the mists of memory…”

“Now I understand why King Stannis let the wildlings through the Wall. He means …”

“Where were the gods then? The gods don’t care about men, no more than kings car…”