Nada es tan melancólico como la muerte de la belleza.

“The snow drifted down and down, all in ghostly silence, and lay thick and unbro…”

“Why ask for truth," Ser Barristan said softly, "if you close your ears to it?”

“An honest kiss, a little kindness, everyone deserves that much, however big or …”

“Nem az számít, mit teszünk, sokkal inkább az, ahogyan tesszük.”