...in battle discipline beasts numbers nine times of every ten, father had once told him.
Bedding...is not wedding.
The north is hard and cold, and has no mercy.
I count no day as lived unless I have loved a woman, slain a foeman, and eaten a fine meal.
For the oak recalls the acorn, the acorn dreams the oak, the stump lives in them both.
Everyone knew that bastards were wanton and treacherous by nature, having been born of lust and deceit.
It does not matter how brave or brilliant a man is, if his commands cannot be heard...
Valar morghulis was how they said it in Valyria of old.
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