Abed, the walls pressed close and the ceiling hung heavy above him; abed, the room was his cell and Winterfell his prison. Yet outside his windows, the wide world still called. - Bran

“I vow that you shall always have a place by my hearth and meat and mead at my t…”

“I’m not afraid to die.” It was only half a lie.”

“Se la vita non valeva nulla, quanto poteva valere la morte?”

“Needle was Robb and Bran and Rickon, her mother and her father, even Sansa. Nee…”