Reading. That Was The Sport I Was

Needle Was Robb And Bran And Rickon, Her Mother And Her Father, Even Sansa. Needle Was Winterfell's Grey Walls, And The Laughter Of Its People. Needle Was The Summer Snows, Old Nan's Stories, The Heart Tree With Its Red Leaves And Scary Face, The Warm Earthy Smell Of The Glass Gardens, The Sound Of The North Wind Rattling The Shutters Of Her Room. Needle Was Jon Snow's Smile. He Used To Mess My Hair And Call Me "little Sister," She Remembered, And Suddenly There Were Tears In Her Eyes.

We're Children. We're Supposed To Be Childish.

The Wide World Is Full Of People Wanting Help, Jon. Would That Some Could Find The Courage To Help Themselves. - Lord Commander Mormont

The Man Who Passes The Sentence Should Swing The Sword. Look Her In The Eyes Before You Kill Her. See Her Tears, Hear Her Last Words. You Owe Her That Much At Least." - Eddard Stark

Shagga Son Of Dolf Likes This Not. Shagga Will Go With The Boyman, And If The Boyman Lies, Shagga Will Chop Off His Manhood-" "-and Feed It To The Goats, Yes," Tyrion Said Wearily.