In This World, Only Winter Is Certain

The Morning Had Dawned Clear And Cold, With A Crispness That Hinted At The End Of Summer.

Men Have Scars, Women Mysteries.

Life Is Not A Song, Sweetling. Someday You May Learn That, To Your Sorrow.

I Heard Of A Man Who Had A Razor Made Of Valyrian Steel. He Cut His Head Off Trying To Shave.

Wizards Die The Same As Other Men, Once You Cut Their Heads Off.