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I rose too high, loved too hard, dared too much. I tried to grasp a star, overreached, and fell.
Never forget what you are, for surely the world will not. Make it your strength. Then it can never be your weakness.
And all my favorite Starks are dead as it happens.
"Whore!" someone cried out. A woman's voice. Women were always the cruelest where other women were concerned.
Men are mad and gods are madder.
Not all men are meant to dance with dragons.
The past remains the past. We can learn from it, but we cannot change it.
“A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies,” said Jojen. “The man who never reads lives only one."
As the children splashed in the pools, Danereys watched from amongst the orange trees, and a realization came to her. She could not tell the highborn from the low. Naked, they were only children. All innocent, all vulnerable, all deserving of long life, love, protection. There is your realm, she told her son and heir, remember them, in everything you do."
"No man has ever died form bending his knee," her father had once told her. "He who kneels may rise agian, blade in hand. He who will not kneel stays dead, stiff legs and all."